Soft crackle in the silence
Needle drops, time rewinds
Streetlights flicker on the windowpane
Rain taps in a syncopated frame
Old records spinning slow and low
Your shadow dancing in the afterglow
Smoke curls like a saxophone cry
City breathes in lullabies
Every chord just feels so real
Like broken hearts that never heal
Midnight vinyl, spinning my soul
Lo-fi love on a worn-out roll
Static whispers what we used to be
Just you, the groove, and me
Coffee stains on yesterday
Trumpet hums what we can’t say
Your lipstick on a crystal glass
Moments fade but never pass
Bassline walking down my spine
Brush drums keeping gentle time
If the morning steals your name
I’ll play this record just the same
Midnight vinyl, spinning my soul
Lo-fi love on a worn-out roll
Static whispers what we used to be
Just you, the groove, and me
Needle lifts, but I still hear
Your echo in my atmosphere
