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staring at the static on the screen
fading frames of summer that we never lived
your voice in the tape hiss calling me home
lonely lights blink like old friends
and the rain on the window
washes away the years
we were ghosts in the ending credits chasing lights that never stayed
bittersweet and broken open
in the static we remain old photos yellow in the drawer
your laughter caught in the rewind
every frame a little farther
still I reach across the time
we were ghosts in the ending credits chasing lights that never stayed
bittersweet and broken open
in the static we remain
in the static we remain (ahhhh)