Still I Can Hear You Singing (Paralysed Age)

The house is empty without you All the rooms seem so much bigger now without you Without you Wide like churches, hostility, and cold High like halls and all their walls Echo every footstep Echo every word As if it were your tiny footsteps As if it were your little words In these walls And still I can hear you singing And still I can watch you living In these walls In my emptiness You're a brick You're still singing In these walls In my emptiness And still I can hear you singing And still I can watch you living