Track 9
in the room
One person, alone in one room, runs out of excuses for the safety purchased through silence.
in the room is track #9 of songs for the queue.
Context
One person, alone in one room, runs out of excuses for the safety purchased through silence.
Lyrics
I only stayed because— No. The chair was warm. The door was shut. The light under the frame kept cutting the floor in half. I heard the street go careful. I heard the keys next door. I heard a name almost spoken, then not spoken anymore. I didn’t cheer. I didn’t point. I didn’t raise my hand. I just kept still when stillness grew a language in the room. I told myself: there are children sleeping. There is rent. There is work in the morning. I told myself a lot of things with my coat still on. Still in the room. Still in the room. Not on the stage. Not at the door. Still in the room. I had to live. That part is true. I had to eat. I had to smile at people I no longer knew. I had to pass the bakery. I had to lower my face. I had to learn the newer names for keeping my place. But somewhere between the fear and the heat, I became easy to leave alone. And easy is not innocent. The television moved without sound. Blue mouths in the glass. I washed my hands too long and watched the water pass. There was nothing on them. That was worse. No blood. No proof. No righteous dirt. Just skin that knew where it had been and would not say the word. Still in the room. Still in the room. Not clean enough to leave. Not brave enough to move. Still in the room. I thought— No. I meant— No. I was afraid— Yes. But not only afraid. I was tired. I was useful. I was almost safe. I liked the warmth. I liked the lock. I liked the way the wall kept my shape. Someone outside needed a witness. I became furniture. Someone outside needed a voice. I became air. Someone outside needed a hand. I held mine together. Someone outside needed the room. I stayed there. Now every night the same light cuts the floor. The chair cools slowly. The wall keeps score. I open my mouth and the old excuse comes in. I only stayed because— No. I stayed.
Process
This is an AI-assisted track by Urundgaard Sonderbar, with music generation and synthetic vocals created using Suno. See songs for the queue’s process and authorship notes for the creative process, human contributions, and the generation model.