Needle down. Spinning round. You’re the ghost, In the sound. Scratched groove. Cannot move. It's your voice, In the room. Volume up. Bleeding ears. Still your song, Through the years. Pull the plug. Cut the wire. But the hum, Takes me higher. Broken chord. Perfect match. You're the hook. I'm the catch. Can't hit stop. Can't erase. Every beat, Has your face. Snapped string. Out of tune. Echoes bounce, Off the moon. Static hiss. Phantom kiss. How did we, Fade to this? Volume up. Bleeding ears. Still your song, Through the years. Pull the plug. Cut the wire. But the hum, Takes me higher. Broken chord. Perfect match. You're the hook. I'm the catch. Can't hit stop. Can't erase. Every beat, Has your face. Minor key. Major pain. Hear your laugh, In the rain. Crescendo. Sudden crash. Burn the tape, To the ash. But the vinyl, Spins again. Skipping track. Going back. Fading out, To pitch black. Metronome. In my bone. Even here, Not alone. Endless loop. Press play. Just a loop. In my mind.
