[Verse] Sunlight through the window, dust on the floor, Your fingers trace the strings, worn soft by time and war. "First chord's just a breath," you said, "don't need to know All the why, just play where the silence goes." I watched your knuckles tighten, then ease like a sigh, A half-remembered tune from a life passed by. [Pre-Chorus] And the air felt heavy, the room so still, Like something old was learning to live again, You leaned close and whispered, "This one's for you, When I'm not here to show you what's true." [Chorus] Oh, the strings hum low, the old guitar sings, A language of touch, of what love brings. You were teaching me chords, I was learning your name— Two voices in the dark, whispering, "Stay with the sound, stay with the sound, Even when I’m gone, you still have this ground." [Verse] The wood was cracked where your palm used to rest, A song in your throat that never found its test. You’d hum the melody, let the silence grow, And say, "Some songs don’t need to be known— Just felt." I played it slow, just like you'd said, A memory stitched in a trembling thread. [Pre-Chorus] And the light started to fade, like you were fading too, But the music stayed—quiet, true. You gripped the neck and looked me in the eye, "Keep playing. Keep playing. That’s how we say goodbye." [Chorus] Oh, the strings hum low, the old guitar sings, A language of touch, of what love brings. You were teaching me chords, I was learning your name— Two voices in the dark, whispering, "Stay with the sound, stay with the sound, Even when I’m gone, you still have this ground." [Bridge] Now I’m holding it, worn and thin, Your fingerprints still caught in the skin. A minor chord, a half-step down— Just like you said, I’m learning how. The world moves fast, but I’ve got this thread: A song that wasn’t meant to be dead. [Chorus] Oh, the strings hum low, the old guitar sings, A language of touch, of what love brings. You were teaching me chords, I was learning your name— Two voices in the dark, whispering, "Stay with the sound, stay with the sound, Even when I’m gone, you still have this ground." [Outro] Stay with the sound… Stay with the sound… Just stay with the sound…