Where the Heart Went Down | Live Acoustic | Let Babylon Burn

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They never built a statue where we broke.
No flowers. No fanfare. Just silence.

This is “Where the Heart Went Down” — a raw, poetic acoustic ballad about the kind of love that doesn’t end with a scream… but with a whisper.
Live concert energy. Nylon guitar. Hoarse voice. Nyabinghi heartbeat.
If you’ve ever loved someone into ruin — this one’s for you.

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Lyriks:

We didn’t scream — we whispered sharp
Like glass between the sheets
You reached for me like I was war
And I fell like broken peace
Now every hallway knows our echo
Every teacup holds our name
The walls still flinch when lightning strikes
But only I remain

This ain’t just where love gave out
It’s where the soul was torn apart
It’s the battlefield we never marked
But we both still bear the scars
I leave a flower on the silence
And a prayer beneath the sound
They’ll never build a statue here…
But this is where the heart went down

You kept your truths in folded letters
Tucked beneath your pride
And I kept singing songs for ghosts
Who never said goodbye
I lit a candle on the windowsill
For every time I lied
Now the wind just laughs and blows it out
Like God’s too tired to try

We were soldiers made of longing
Fighting just to stay
But the war was in the silence
And we both walked away


No trumpets, no surrender
No crowd to cry or drown
Just two fools who held on too long…
In the place the heart went down