[Intro] (Only a room tone, a held breath) [Verse 1] We always talked about the leaving The dramatic exit, the last word But you just quietly packed your books And closed the door like you'd done it before So when I try to find the ending The chapter we were supposed to write There's just the shape of what remains And what dissolves when love goes quiet [Pre-Chorus] The sheets still hold your sleeping shape For a week, maybe two, then nothing Some things leave faster than their warmth Some absences are louder than presences [Chorus] Tell me what stays When everything else has gone? This room, this light, this hour This feeling of you moving on What stays is the way the morning Still arrives the way it did when you were here What stays is the ordinary The daily, the nothing, the everything What stays is everything you took And everything you left [Verse 2] The neighbors never knew your name But they heard us through the wall Now they hear me talking to myself At three AM, about nothing, about all Your coffee cup is in the cabinet Between my mother's mug and mine I reach past it every morning And I've never once moved it aside [Pre-Chorus] The sheets still hold your sleeping shape For a week, maybe two, then nothing Some things leave faster than their warmth Some absences are louder than presences [Chorus] Tell me what stays When everything else has gone? This room, this light, this hour This feeling of you moving on What stays is the way the morning Still arrives the way it did when you were here What stays is the ordinary The daily, the nothing, the everything What stays is everything you took And everything you left [Bridge] The cruelest part isn't what you took It's what you left behind The habits that still have your address The rooms that still remember your design I used to think love was the keeping Now I know it's the letting go And I don't know how to let go I just know how to stay with what's left Which is everything Which is nothing Which is this [Outro] (Whispered, almost nothing) What stays… what stays… The asking is the answer The staying is the leaving The love is the grief Is the love Is the…