[Intro - fragmented nostalgia, whale pulses present] Salt—light—laughter—blur Frames dissolve, I can’t be sure We were running out of time Summer caught in fractured lines Every second skipping through Like a signal losing you Pitch is bending, colors drift Memory starts to slip Down below the noise is gone Only echoes carry on Pressure bends the shape of sound Nothing lost and nothing found Calling through the shifting sea Ooooooh I dissolve in memory [Outro - signal decay into ocean] Signal fading, drifting wide In their call, I still reside
