I stood in the hallway and stared at the ledge
A heavy set silence that I couldn't match
You didn't take the key you didn't turn the bolt
A quiet departure without the joke
I waited for the click for the final metallic snap
But you left a hairline vision a wide open gap
It's a different kind of haunting a subtle mistake
To leave a door breathing for a heart that might break
And I'm living in the echo of an unlocked door
Waiting for a footstep to grace the floor
It's an invitation to a ghost on the run
A hollowed out promise of what we've undone
The wind catches the wood and it swings just a bit
And for a split second I think this is it
But it's just the draft and the dust and the rain
And the echo of a door
That was left open in vain
That was left open in vain
An open door's a question that won't go away
A maybe that's bleeding into the grey
If you locked it behind you I know where I stand
With a cold piece of iron held tight in my hand
But you left it a jar like a book on the shelf
Leaving me here to argue with myself
Is it a welcome or did you just forget
To seal up the tomb of our heavy regret
I could walk over and push it to the frame to stop
The vibration of calling your name
But as long as there's air moving through the hall
I can pretend that you didn't leave at all
And I'm living in the echo of an unlocked door
Waiting for a footstep to grace the floor
It's an invitation to a ghost on the run
A hollowed out promise of what we've undone
The wind catches the wood and it swings just a bit
For a split second I think this is it
But it's just the draft and the dust and the rain
And the echo of a door that was left open in vain
Still swinging still breathing
A cruel kind of leaving
I should close it I should lock it
But the key is still heavy
In my empty pocket
Open
Just a crack