[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Silk on the wire.
Dust on the gold.
Let the ancient grid unfold.
Shadows in the neon glow.
Watch the data overflow.
[Chorus]
Sync the pulse.
Sync the past.
Nothing here was built to last.
Sync the pulse.
Keep it slow.
Nowhere else we need to go.
[Verse 2]
Signal drifting through the haze.
Lost inside the analog maze.
Steel and string start to align.
Bleeding through the boundary line.
[Chorus]
Sync the pulse.
Sync the past.
Nothing here was built to last.
Sync the pulse.
Keep it slow.
Nowhere else we need to go.
[Outro]