Track Insight / Lyrics
Static hiss, vinyl crackle
Whispers from a forgotten age...
Silent shelves stretch down to the floor
Stacks of records, stories untold
Dusty lungs exhale melody
As I wind the gramophone
In a basement pulsed with history
My solitary dance echoes through the past
The needle drops, the music pours
Alone, I'm alive at last
In a cadence of wax and plumes
I find solace 'neath the grooves
Where rhythm swallows sorrow's tune
And doubts are lost in song anew
Echoes of forgotten love
Whispers of a heart now dust
Faded faces, dulcet tones
Etched in time's aching rust
In a basement pulsed with history
My solitary dance echoes through the past
The needle drops, the music pours
Alone, I'm alive at last
In a cadence of wax and plumes
I find solace 'neath the grooves
Where rhythm swallows sorrow's tune
And doubts are lost in song anew
As the vinyl spins, I mend my heart
With every note, I set my soul apart
From the weight of what I can't recall
I find my voice, I stand tall
In a cadence of wax and plumes
I rise up, reborn in the grooves
Where rhythm swallows sorrow's tune
And tomorrow begins with a brand new song
Static hiss, vinyl crackle
Record in the groove, fade to silence...
