Track Insight / Lyrics
In library's damp, forgotten space
A cassette tape, audio's ailing face
Particles of sound, crushed in the heat
Secrets hidden in magnetic defeat
Storm drains singing under rain
Neon flicker of a love in vain
Tape's brittle edge, vinyl scratch
Ephemeral longing, a fragile match
Echoes trapped in hiss and hum
Whispers of what could have been, become
A neon midnight, lovers' tomb
Secrets kept on a worn-out drum
Distorted synths, pulsing bass
Crash of cymbals, racing past
Massive sawtooth chords descend
Vocal chops, a hypnotic trend
Tape rewinds in a digital haze
Midnight cityscape in dazed days
Love's ghost echo, a wistful sigh
As the player reaches its final lie
In the library's basement deep
Where forgotten stories softly keep
The tape's magnetic heart still beats
A melancholy, ephemeral tease
Echoes trapped in hiss and hum
Whispers of what could have been, become
A neon midnight, lovers' tomb
Secrets kept on a worn-out drum
In the darkness, the player stays
Rewinding segments of yesterday
A ghost in the machine, astray
Seeking refuge from the neon day
Crashing synths, a stormy refrain
Bass drops, raining, like passion pain
Vocal chops, a discordant plea
Lost in the rhythm, desperately
Tape's empty spools, a mournful moan
Echoes fading, in the digital dawn
Secrets hidden, on a forgotten tone
In the library's damp, reclaiming home
