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Every Sound
A celebration of successful parenting and the bittersweet emptiness of a house that's done its job.
A soft rock duet that's funny, warm, contemporary, and deeply relatable.

Every SoundJim Molinelli
00:00 / 03:38
Lyrics
EVERY SOUND
© Jim Molinelli
[Verse 1]
You played music so loud it blew through your door,
Rattled walls and thumped through the floor.
All the noise meant you were happy, and home.
Now the sound of the house feels too monotone.
The music is better now, but makes us feel blue,
Every sound I don't hear reminds me of you.
[Chorus]
You're out on your own, that's just how things go.
We couldn't be prouder, and we want you to know.
You're building a future, that's not something small.
And remember, this weekend, give your mother a call.
[Verse 2]
The car would pull in at quarter till two.
You tried being quiet, but we knew it was you.
The keys in the lock, and the creak of the door,
You'd plod up the steps, feet thumping the floor.
Now you're not sneaking in, and it makes us feel blue.
Every sound I don't hear reminds me of you.
[Chorus]
You're out on your own, that's just how things go.
We couldn't be prouder, and we want you to know.
You're building a future, that's not something small.
And remember, this weekend, give your mother a call.
[Verse 3]
You sat on the couch, face aglow from your phone.
Absent while present, content, all alone.
Mumbles and laughter, caused by words on a screen,
Then up to your room to converse, sight unseen.
Now our quiet companion, is out of our view,
Every sound I don't hear reminds me of you.
[Chorus]
You're out on your own, that's just how things go.
We couldn't be prouder, and we want you to know.
You're building a future, that's not something small.
And remember, this weekend, give your mother a call.
[outtro]
We love you so much, and we sure miss you too...
And every sound we don't hear reminds us of you.
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