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"Run widget replace on values": false }, "widgets_values": [ "[Intro — Vinyl Crackle, Rhodes, Distant Rain]\n\n3:17 AM.\n\nThe whole city is asleep.\n\nExcept for the people\nwho still have something\nthey haven't said.\n\n[Verse 1 — Quiet, Conversational]\n\nThere's a blue light underneath my bedroom door,\ntraffic painting shadows on the floor.\nThe neighbor's television is whispering through the wall,\nsomebody's laughing like they don't feel anything at all.\n\nYour photograph is face down on my desk.\nI turned it over once.\n\nThen twice.\n\nI don't know what I expected.\n\nMaybe you would look different.\n\nMaybe I would.\n\nThe message I never sent\nis still sitting in my drafts:\n\n\"I hope you're happy.\"\n\nFunny how four words\ncan weigh more than a thousand apologies.\n\n[Pre-Chorus — Gentle Build]\n\nI tell myself I'm over it.\nI say it like a prayer.\n\nBut every time the room gets quiet,\nI swear I feel you there.\n\nNot beside me.\n\nNot anymore.\n\nJust somewhere 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