(Sound of needle dropping on vinyl)
Yeah.
Just me and the ghosts tonight.
Eighty-one beats per minute.
Just heavy, you know?
Check it.
The coffee’s cold, the light is dimming in the den
I find myself just waiting for you to walk in again
But the doorknob stays still, the silence is a weight
I’m looking at the clock, acknowledging the state of fate
I see your sweater draped across the mahogany chair
It’s holding onto memories that I can barely bear
We used to talk for hours, plotting out the rise
Now I’m just drowning in the reflection of my own tired eyes
Every corner of this room is screaming out your name
I’m playing solo games and I’m losing every frame
It’s crazy how a space can feel so massive and so small
When you’re the only shadow left hanging on the wall.
I’m missing you like a record skipping on the track
Wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back
The city’s moving fast but I’m standing in the rain
Just trying to wash away the echoes of this constant pain
Yeah, the silence is loud, the loneliness is deep
Promises we made are the only things I keep
I’m missing you like a record skipping on the track
Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back.
Yes, Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back... Lord help me
I walked past that corner store where we shared the slice
It’s funny how the scenery can turn into ice
I’m tracing outlines of the life we used to own
Now I’m just scrolling through the photos on my monochrome phone
Do you ever wonder if the moon looks the same?
Does it pull on your heart, do you whisper my name?
Or did you pack the memories in a box and move along?
Leaving me to navigate the middle of this hollow song
I’m refining my rhythm, trying to find a new flow
But every verse I write is just a place I can’t let go
The ink is running dry, the page is getting thin
And I’m just wondering where the hell do I begin.
I’m missing you like a record skipping on the track
Wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back
The city’s moving fast but I’m standing in the rain
Just trying to wash away the echoes of this constant pain
Yeah, the silence is loud, the loneliness is deep
Promises we made are the only things I keep
I’m missing you like a record skipping on the track
Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back.
Yes, Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back... Lord help me
They say that time is a healer, a medicine for the soul
But lately time is just a toll booth taking all my control
I’m paying with the pieces, I’m paying with the scars
Looking for your spirit in the fading of the stars
If love is a lesson, why does it hurt to learn?
Watching all the bridges that we built begin to burn.
So here’s to the ghost in the room, the scent on the sheet
To the rhythm of a heart that’s missing every single beat
I’ll pack the dust away, I’ll keep the memories tight
And maybe find a little bit of peace inside the night
The boom bap is fading, the record is winding down
I’m just another dreamer lost inside this lonely town
No more looking back, or that’s what I tell the wall
But I’m still waiting for the day I hear your footsteps in the hall.
I’m missing you like a record skipping on the track
Wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back
The city’s moving fast but I’m standing in the rain
Just trying to wash away the echoes of this constant pain
Yeah, the silence is loud, the loneliness is deep
Promises we made are the only things I keep
I’m missing you like a record skipping on the track
Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back.
Yes, Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back... Lord help me
Yeah.
Just echoes.
Nothing but dust and time.
I’m moving on, but the shadow stays.
Yeah.
Yes, Just wishing I could turn the hand of time and take it back... Lord help me
(Fade out with vinyl crackle and distant upright bass)