The Weight of the Sound

Verse 1

Silver

Shiny discs

Stacked up high

Drowning in the dust

Cardboard sleeves

Holding heavy secrets

Plastic cases cracked and old

I remember the smell of fresh ink

Everything was physical

Everything felt real

Held tight

Until it broke

Chorus

We had it all in our hands

We had it all in our hands

Before the ghosts took over

Before the wires got smart

We had it all in our hands

Verse 2

Spinning

Round and round

Tangled tape

Pencil in the gears

Winding back the memories

Winding back the years

Hiss and pop

Needle on the groove

Searching for a sound

Something to keep

Tucked away

Locked up

Safe

Chorus

We had it all in our hands

We had it all in our hands

Before the ghosts took over

Before the wires got smart

We had it all in our hands

Bridge

Now it's thin

Now it's air

Now it's nowhere

I look for the shelf

I look for the box

I look for the piece of me

It's gone

It's just a cloud

It's just a sequence

Verse 3

Silence

Cold machines

Picking what I hear

Thinking for my own head

Dreaming for my own heart

Losing the magic

Losing the mess

Losing the weight

Gone

Far gone

Chorus

We had it all in our hands

We had it all in our hands

Before the ghosts took over

Before the wires got smart

We had it all in our hands

Outro

Just a ghost

Just a code

Holding nothing

Holding nothing

Holding nothing