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The kettle's gone cold on the counter,
No one remembers who made the tea.
A school form sits beneath the fruit bowl,
Waiting where it's been all week.
His son's football shirt's by the heater,
Still carrying the smell of rain.
She asks if he'll make it back for dinner,
He shrugs and says, "Depends."
No one says it out loud,
But the silence feels too loud,
Two lives in the same room,
Drifting under the same roof.
But then the kids start laughing,
And it breaks right through the gloom.
For a second they stop keeping score,
Like they used to do.
The weight of all these endless days fades into the room.
The washing, the bills, the endless days,
Can dissolve when love remembers how to move.
Can wait a minute or two.
Later on they're both still awake,
Streetlight shadows cross the floor.
Each of them thinks about saying something,
But they've done that dance before.
There's a picture in the hallway,
Taken somewhere on the coast.
The colours aren't what they once were,
But that's the one they notice most.
But then the kids start laughing,
And it breaks right through the gloom.
For a second they stop keeping score,
Like they used to do.
The weight of all these endless days fades into the room.
The washing, the bills, the endless days,
Can wait a minute or two.
Nothing really fell apart,
Not all at once, not overnight.
Life just kept arriving at the door,
And they kept turning out the lights.
But then the kids start laughing,
And it breaks right through the gloom.
For a second they stop keeping score,
Like they used to do.
The washing, the bills, the endless days,
Can wait a minute or two.
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Title The Weight of Ordinary Days
The kettle's gone cold on the counter,
No one remembers who made the tea.
A school form sits beneath the fruit bowl,
Waiting where it's been all week.
His son's football shirt's by the heater,
Still carrying the smell of rain.
She asks if he'll make it back for dinner,
He shrugs and says, "Depends."
No one says it out loud,
But the silence feels too loud,
Two lives in the same room,
Drifting under the same roof.
But then the kids start laughing,
And it breaks right through the gloom.
For a second they stop keeping score,
Like they used to do.
The weight of all these endless days fades into the room.
The washing, the bills, the endless days,
Can dissolve when love remembers how to move.
Can wait a minute or two.
Later on they're both still awake,
Streetlight shadows cross the floor.
Each of them thinks about saying something,
But they've done that dance before.
There's a picture in the hallway,
Taken somewhere on the coast.
The colours aren't what they once were,
But that's the one they notice most.
But then the kids start laughing,
And it breaks right through the gloom.
For a second they stop keeping score,
Like they used to do.
The weight of all these endless days fades into the room.
The washing, the bills, the endless days,
Can wait a minute or two.
Nothing really fell apart,
Not all at once, not overnight.
Life just kept arriving at the door,
And they kept turning out the lights.
But then the kids start laughing,
And it breaks right through the gloom.
For a second they stop keeping score,
Like they used to do.
The washing, the bills, the endless days,
Can wait a minute or two.
Work type Music
Tags canción
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Identifier 2606035940472
Entry date Jun 3, 2026, 2:49 PM UTC
License All rights reserved
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Author - Composer 100.00 %. Holder Kuebass. Date Jun 3, 2026.
Author - Lyricist 100.00 %. Holder Kuebass. Date Jun 3, 2026.
Author - Song producer 100.00 %. Holder Kuebass. Date Jun 3, 2026.
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