Tape rewinds to morning news
Forecasts told in vintage hues
A robot voice begins to play
What tomorrow said yesterday
Buzz and grain behind the line
Time slips out between the signs
Static filters what we keep
Memory runs on,
endless beat
You left your thoughts inside the sound
We never found each loop It's your coded name
But the voice just isn't quite the same Press play,
play
We pass from a world not
made Where neon dreams and chrome cascade
We sent ourselves to years unknown Through clumsy tech and monotone
The buttons cracked, but still they
hold Signals stored in plastic gold
A voice that flickers full of doubt Breathe hello,
can someone
help me out?
You left your thoughts inside the sound
A time capsule we never found each loop
It's your coded name But the voice just isn't quite the same