[Intro] [CB: Low bass figure emerges alone and repeats without variation. A distant guitar harmonic appears above it, followed by a second slightly detuned tone. Let both ring until their overtones interfere. Sparse floor tom enters through long stretches of silence. Feedback remains faint but continuous.] [VOX: Adult low register, unnervingly calm, submerged in deep plate reverb with long decays and distant stereo bloom. Let vocal tails remain audible beneath the following lines.] [EMO: Memory feels familiar but subtly incorrect, as though something has been altered each time it was recalled.] I remember being there That's about All I can prove The rest Comes back Too complete Too certain Too much like Something I've already told [Instrumental] [CB: Opening guitar tones return slightly detuned. Bass remains unchanged. A second guitar quietly repeats fragments of the vocal melody from a distance.] [Verse 2] [VOX: Same restrained delivery, but pushed slightly farther into the reverb field.] Every time I remember Something moves A word A face The reason I was angry Eventually Even I Come out better [Pre Chorus] [CB: Drums become heavier but remain sparse. Sustained guitar tones begin drifting against the bass harmony. Feedback slowly rises between phrases.] [EMO: Recognition turns into distrust.] That's when I stopped Trusting it [Chorus] [CB: Guitars widen without forming a conventional wall. Long sustained notes overlap across harmonic changes, creating unresolved clusters. Feedback occupies the spaces where resolution should occur.] [VOX: Keep the vocal subdued and distant. Plate reverb blooms dramatically after the word Retrospect.] [EMO: The realization is disturbing precisely because it is delivered calmly.] Retrospect Makes witnesses Of liars Retrospect Takes what happened And makes it Make sense [Pause] Nothing ever Made that much sense [Instrumental] [CB: Opening motif returns altered. One note is displaced. Second guitar imitates it incorrectly. Reverse guitar swells emerge behind both. Bass continues the original figure as if unaware anything has changed.] [Verse 3] [CB: Drums withdraw almost completely. Guitar resonance and amplifier bleed occupy the empty space.] [VOX: More distant now, with long plate decay making individual phrases overlap faintly.] There are years I can describe Perfectly And days I actually lived That are gone [Long pause] Which one Was my life? [Bridge] [CB: Bass reduces to isolated notes. Drums disappear. A sustained guitar harmonic slowly bends away from stable pitch while another remains fixed.] [VOX: Nearly spoken, surrounded by enormous plate decay. Leave silence after each question.] [EMO: Memory and identity become impossible to separate.] If I change The memory Did I change What happened? [Pause] Maybe not [Long pause] But I changed Who it happened to [Solo] [CB: Opening guitar motif returns again. Repeat it several times, altering one note on each pass. Second guitar mirrors each version imperfectly. Gradually stretch the notes into feedback until the original melody can no longer be recovered.] [Final Chorus] [CB: Bass still repeats the original figure while everything above it has changed. Guitars overlap as detuned sustained layers, reverse swells, unstable harmonics and melodic feedback. Drums return slowly with deep resonant hits.] [VOX: Distant and partially absorbed by the guitar field. Long plate tails overlap into a faint vocal haze.] [EMO: The song no longer trusts its own beginning.] Retrospect Keeps correcting The dead Retrospect Keeps correcting Me [Long instrumental suspension] Someday I'll remember Someone Who never existed [Outro] [CB: The opening motif returns one final time but noticeably wrong. Bass finally abandons its original figure. Drums disappear. Detuned guitars sustain against each other until recognizable harmony dissolves into feedback.] [VOX: Final line extremely distant, surrounded by a long plate decay that remains after the voice disappears.] And I'll call him Me [Long feedback decay] [END]
