Song Details
Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
A faded photograph slides into my hand
Echoes humming softly through the static sand
Old neon flickers on the corner of my mind
Question marks and laughter in memories we find
Floating through electric haze
Wondering where all the colors fade
I was there in fractured time
Lost within the paradox of reason and design
When tomorrow asks me why, I’ll answer with a smile
Collecting all the fragments, making sense a while
Disassembled clockwork lying on the floor
Dreams left unspoken behind unopened doors
Synthetic voices unravel silent screens
Mapping constellations of forgotten in-betweens
Floating through electric haze
Wondering where all the colors fade
I was there in fractured time
Lost within the paradox of reason and design
When tomorrow asks me why, I’ll answer with a smile
Collecting all the fragments, making sense a while
Trace the outlines in my palm, never sure how long
The ticking hands dissolve the night, then carry me along
Pixelated photographs shimmer into dust
As questions fall like stardust—believe in what we must
I was there in fractured time
Lost within the paradox of reason and design
When tomorrow asks me why, I’ll answer with a smile
Collecting all the fragments, making sense a whileJust a moment, let it go
Tomorrow’s answers—we’ll never know
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