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Dust on the album covers
July heat through the window glass
Your fingers trace the same row I'm browsing
We reach for the same sleeve and laugh
You're holding something rare
A soundtrack from seventy-three
I recognize the track list, the liner notes
You turn and actually see me
There's a frequency we're sharing
Something neither of us planned
This could be a classic
The kind that never fades
A feeling instantaneous
Like we've been here before today
Don't hold back, just let it happen
The rhythm's on our side
This summer's got a soundtrack
And we just pressed play tonight
The owner's playing something slow
You're swaying by the rock section now
Ask me if I've heard this band before
I say teach me everything you know about
You recommend a B-side
I counter with a deep cut track
We're trading recommendations
Building bridges, no turning back
Every song's a conversation
Every beat's an open door
This could be a classic
The kind that never fades
A feeling instantaneous
Like we've been here before today
Don't hold back, just let it happen
The rhythm's on our side
This summer's got a soundtrack
And we just pressed play tonight
Take a chance on this connection
It's magnetic, can't you tell?
Every record here's a doorway
Every melody's a spell
So let's not overthink it
This moment's ours to take
The heat outside is rising
But we're cool inside this place
Don't be shy
I won't if you won't
Take my hand
Already reaching out
This is rare
I know, I know
Let's not let it slip away now
This could be a classic
The kind that never fades
A feeling instantaneous
Like we've been here before today
Don't hold back, just let it happen
The rhythm's on our side
This summer's got a soundtrack
And we just pressed play tonight
We just pressed play tonight
We just pressed play tonight
This summer's got a soundtrack
And we just pressed play tonight
