290 Years

[Verse 1]
Dust motes dance in the sunbeam's haze
Through broken panes, a forgotten gaze
Cobwebs cling to stories untold
A silent witness, brave and bold
The timbers groan, a weary sigh
Beneath a vast and changing sky
Each weathered board, a whispered plea
For memories that used to be.

[Chorus]
Two hundred ninety years, a slow, long tide
Washing over secrets, nowhere left to hide
The laughter faded, the tears have dried
Two hundred ninety years, where futures died
And where new dreams began to bloom
Escaping from this silent room.

[Verse 2]
The garden choked with weeds so tall
A phantom swing still waits for call
A chipped teacup upon the sill
Holds echoes of a shared good will
The wallpaper peels, a faded bloom
Remembering a bride's perfume
The children's scrawls upon the wall
A game of tag, beyond recall.

[Chorus]
Two hundred ninety years, a slow, long tide
Washing over secrets, nowhere left to hide
The laughter faded, the tears have dried
Two hundred ninety years, where futures died
And where new dreams began to bloom
Escaping from this silent room.

[Bridge]
Seasons turned, a relentless beat
Through summer sun and winter sleet
Generations lived and loved and yearned
Lessons learned and lessons unlearned
The world outside kept spinning fast
While here, time seemed forever cast
In amber light, a poignant hold
A thousand stories, brave and old.

[Chorus]
Two hundred ninety years, a slow, long tide
Washing over secrets, nowhere left to hide
The laughter faded, the tears have dried
Two hundred ninety years, where futures died
And where new dreams began to bloom
Escaping from this silent room.

[Outro]
Two hundred ninety years… and counting still.
The wind whispers low, upon the hill.
Two hundred ninety years… a story to fulfill.