Track 5 of the EP Three A.M. Kind · 2025
Last Night in My Old Room, Boxes Taped
by Veda Monroe
“Boxes taped, pencil marks on a doorframe. I wrote it the night before I left my old room for good.”
r&b · melancholy soul · hushed soul · 3:19
Lyrics
Boxes in the hallway, tape gun on the floor Pencil marks on the doorframe, how tall I was before Glow stars on the ceiling, half of them fell down Last night in my old room, listening to the sound Of the fridge hum downstairs, of the porch swing creak Mama in the kitchen, not saying much this week I fold up my whole childhood into one small box Hands keep shaking, heart keeps picking at the locks Every wall remembers Every step I took Say goodnight to the walls that held me Say goodnight to the light that knew my name I'm taking all of it with me Even when the house don't look the same Last night in my old room Boxes taped and the moon on the floor I'm leaving but I'm not leaving All of this behind the door Found a birthday card from Grandma at the bottom of the drawer Found a faded ticket stub from the summer before Dad's old radio still sitting on the shelf Learned to be brave in here, mostly by myself Window to the street where the neighbors used to wave Same old streetlight, still the one I save In my mind for the nights when the city's too loud Saying you came from somewhere, you came from somewhere proud Every wall remembers Every step I took Say goodnight to the walls that held me Say goodnight to the light that knew my name I'm taking all of it with me Even when the house don't look the same Last night in my old room Boxes taped and the moon on the floor I'm leaving but I'm not leaving All of this behind the door Mama in the doorway, soft smile, wet eyes Says the house is only bricks, you're the part that thrives I hold her for a minute, then a minute more Some goodbyes are just the way we open up the door Say goodnight to the walls that held me Say goodnight to the light that knew my name I'm taking all of it with me Even when the house don't look the same Last night in my old room Boxes taped and the moon on the floor I'm leaving but I'm not leaving All of this behind the door Goodnight, old room Goodnight