[Intro: SID echo] What do I load? (What do I load?) [Verse 1] CRT hum in a rented room Blocky sun in an 8-bit sky SID chip crying through the dark I press start, I don’t know why [Pre-Chorus] Not because the world was small Maybe because it fit my hands Not because the past was gold Maybe because I know the map [Chorus] What do I load when I load this world? A sprite, a byte, a younger me? What do I hear when the chip returns? A hum, a ghost, a melody? Load me in, I just press start [breath] [Verse 2] New worlds scroll with endless light I scroll, I build, I lose the thread My inventory full of nothing Here the edges draw a line [Pre-Chorus] Is it shelter? Is it control? A little room that doesn’t change? Is it nothing? Is it home? A map I know but can’t explain [Chorus] What do I load when I load this world? A sprite, a byte, a younger me? What do I hear when the chip returns? A hum, a ghost, a melody? Load me in, I just press start [breath] [Bridge: vocoder dialogue] [SID echo] Does it run in me? [I: dry, quiet] Or do I bang the wall again? [SID echo] Does it run in me? [I] Or do I run from now? [SID echo] Is it comfort? [I] Maybe. [SID echo] Is it a door? [I] I can’t tell. [SID echo] Is it nothing? [I] We don’t know. [SID echo] Or is it more? [I: soft, trailing] Or is it more… [Climax] Old worlds still run — But what does that make me? Old worlds still run — What am I loading? What am I loading? What am I loading? [Outro: whispered, SID echo] What do I load? (What do I load?)
