(k-k-k-click... k-click... eeeeeeeeeeee...) (Humming sound... mmmmmmmmmm...) Spinning... spinning... but the platter won’t catch, A k-k-k-corrupted disk error, a beautiful match. For the way that I’m feeling, for the things I forgot, I’m a bad block of data in a cold storage lot. The humming is louder, it’s the sound of the floor, It’s the sound of the ghost... (k-click) knocking... on the... (S-s-system Error) F-f-file Not Found. I’m searching the folders, I’m searching the ground. I used to be here, I used to be whole, But there’s a corrupted disk where I kept my soul. File Not Found. Just the hum... (mm-mm-mm) And the silence... And the sound. [My vision is l-l-lagging, a frame out of place, There’s a digital static where I used to have a face. I’m reaching for a memory—it’s p-p-p-pixelated and gray, Like a low-res photo from a better yesterday. The hum is a fever, (eeeeeee) it’s a vibration in my bone, I’m a 1-bit signal in a high-def zone. (L-l-loading...) (L-l-loading...) Still... (k-click) ...nothing. R-r-retry? (A-abort) I-i-ignore? (F-f-fail) The memory is a desert, the memory is a jail. I’m clicking on the icon but the screen just goes gray, I’m losing the pieces of my yes-yes-yesterday. (Vocal Effect: Voice pitching down and slowing: Yes-ter-daaaaaaaay...) FILE NOT FOUND! (Where did I go?) FILE NOT FOUND! (I don't even know!) Just the hum... And the silence... And the sound. Same hum. (mmmmmm) Same room. Same digital gloom. I’m still searching... But the disk is dead. File. Not. Found. (Inside my head) (k-k-k-click... k-click... eeeee... silence)
