I am the son in an empty room.* I've been alone for far too long, and no one knows 'cause I'm empty too. I am the son in an empty room.
I am the moon in a starless sky, and all my tears, they make the tides. I'm frozen white stolen sunlight. I am the son in an empty room.
And I don't hear you coming when you're walking up the stairs, 'cause you're a ghost in here, and you don't make a sound. And you don't see me watching- like a child, I stare at you- 'cause I am just a boy, and you're my hero.
I am the grief, coming on in waves. I try to stop, but these waves, they break. And down the drain, the water moves. I am the son in an empty room.
(I am the sun, on a plain white wall. And from downstairs, I hear you call, but just stay still, 'cause walls don't talk. I am the son, in an empty room.)
*inspired by: "Sun in an Empty Room" - The Weakerthans