(Intro – detuned pads drifting + dusty tape hiss)
Soft rewind…
A voice flickers in the static:
“Can you hear me now?”
Then nothing —
Just the hum of distance.
(Verse 1 – hazy trap loop + slow chorus guitar)
You left your shadow in the hall,
Faint outlines written on the wall.
Midnight messages half-sent,
Typed and erased — the things we meant.
Your heartbeat lingers in my phone,
A phantom ringing when I’m alone.
Old memories bloom in grayscale light,
Played back wrong, but played each night.
(Pre-Chorus – shimmering crystal pads)
I chase the fragments we misplaced,
Glitches in this interface.
Your name appears, then fades to grey —
I close my eyes, you slip away.
(Chorus – airy falsetto, drifting reverb bloom)
Hold on, your voice still pulls me in,
Echoes warm against the wind.
Time shifts, but I remain undone —
Where we began, where we begun.
Signals fade where our dreams once buzzed,
Lost inside the static trust.
Reaching… but never enough —
Where we began, where we begun.
(Verse 2 – muted snare pulse + shimmering 80s arps)
Your memories flicker like old film grain,
Bright for a second, then washed by rain.
Forever whispered on cassette,
But promises warp when the tape gets wet.
I see your outline in passing cars,
Like city lights pretending they’re stars.
Every glow reminds me how
You’re here in echoes, not here now.
(Pre-Chorus – bending synth wash, dreamlike)
Everything’s a frame offbeat,
Your rhythm where my pulse repeats.
You drift between the nights I keep —
A fading dream I can’t delete.
(Chorus – layered falsetto, aching and soft)
Hold on, your voice still pulls me in,
Echoes warm against the wind.
Time shifts, but I remain undone —
Where we began, where we begun.
Signals fade where our dreams once buzzed,
Lost inside the static trust.
Reaching… but never enough —
Where we began, where we begun.
(Bridge – soft piano + detuned vocal harmonics)
Whispered: Maybe love is just a wavelength, passing through…
Answering echo: “I still feel you.”
I twist the dial — the silence grows,
Every frequency overflowed.
(Final Chorus – fragile falsetto + ambient analog hiss)
Hold on, your ghost still hums its tune,
Painted in electric blue.
Time moves, but I won’t move on —
Where we were lives on and on.
Signals dim, but I’m tuned to you —
Static dreams, but still so true.
Holding… though it’s not enough —
Where we began, where we begun.
(Outro – fading synth drone + tape-stop crackle)
A soft click.
A half-breath left behind.
Then the night…
And nothing.
