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The Man Behind the Window

Eric Bruno
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[Intro] Thereโ€™s a room full of silence with curtains drawn wide, Where the world sees his shadow but not whatโ€™s inside. He smiles through the pressure, nods through the strain, But the man behind the window still carries the rain. [Verse 1] He was taught how to wave, how to bow, how to lead, But not how to grieve where no one can see. The suit fits the role, the voice holds its ground, Yet inside the echo, no footsteps are found. [Pre-Chorus] And no one asks questions they donโ€™t want to hear, So he keeps his truth In the mirror and fear. [Chorus] Heโ€™s the man behind the window, Looking out, not looking in. Trapped in all the moments Where he canโ€™t let silence win. Heโ€™s the crown without the cradle, Heโ€™s the strength without the showโ€” Heโ€™s the man they never notice Through the window. [Verse 2] Heโ€™s watched the world cheer while his heart stood alone, Made peace with the price of a life not his own. He still reads the letters, the ones left unsigned, From folks who remind him heโ€™s still got a spine. [Pre-Chorus] But duty wears heavy when no one sees why, And the brightest of halls Can still hide a sky. [Chorus] Heโ€™s the man behind the window, Looking out, not looking in. Trapped in all the moments Where he canโ€™t let silence win. Heโ€™s the heir with no escape route, Heโ€™s the calm beneath the throneโ€” Heโ€™s the man they never notice Through the window. [Bridge] One day they may ask what it cost to appear So polished, so perfect, so quiet, so near. But heโ€™ll never answer โ€” heโ€™ll just turn his face, Back to the glass, Back to his place. [Final Chorus] Heโ€™s the man behind the window, Still waiting for the air. A soul with all the answers No one ever dares to share. Heโ€™s the whisper in the hallway, Heโ€™s the hand behind the glassโ€” Heโ€™s the one who bears the story They walk past. [Break] But sometimes at night, when the palace is still, He dreams of a hillโ€” Where no windows are built. (Violin stretches wide, whistle rises like a lone wind sweeping fields beyond walls.) [Outro] Heโ€™s not just the figure behind every vowโ€” Heโ€™s a man who is watching... But asking: What now?