

Song Details
Keep the musical direction but replace the story with your own person, memory or occasion.
Lyrics
Spinning worlds in a paper cup,
Old records skipping, just waking up.
Paint the walls with electric sound,
Dreams of color as they circle around.
Chase the static on a silver string,
Let the melody do its wandering,
In this neon hideaway,
We're dancing through a renegade parade,
Strumming hearts on a wire, synths on fire,
Echoes lift us higher and higher,
In the glow of yesterday,
We find a place where random memories play.
City lights crawl across my hand,
Acoustic laughter drifting from the band.
Ivory keys in a velvet stream,
Lost in a pixelated midnight dream.
Chase the static on a silver string,
Let the melody do its wandering,
In this neon hideaway,
We're dancing through a renegade parade,
Strumming hearts on a wire, synths on fire,
Echoes lift us higher and higher,
In the glow of yesterday,
We find a place where random memories play.
Let the notes collide, spiral and spin,
Barefoot runners, we'll begin again,
Gravity drifts when the chords ignite,
Every scramble of sound feels right,
In this neon hideaway,
We're dancing through a renegade parade,
Strumming hearts on a wire, synths on fire,
Echoes lift us higher and higher,
In the glow of yesterday,
We find a place where random memories play.Let the lights fade, let the strings sway,
We'll meet again in our neon hideaway.
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