ARCHIVE OF THE OBSOLETE

(ahhhh... ahhhh)

Dust on the hard drive,

static in the room

Welcome to the hall where forgotten visions bloom

Yesterday’s icon, today’s old news A million glowing channels with nothing left

to choose

We built a tower out of temporary light

Now it’s crashing down in the middle of the night

Stack the old versions high against the wall

Watch the grand spectacle of the final fall Welcome to the archive

of the obsolete Where the broken algorithms quietly meet Once we were

the future, gleaming and grand Now we’re just data in a shifting

sand

Turn off the server,

pull the main plug

Sweep all the memories underneath the rug A digital echo,

fading out slow There’s nowhere left for the ghost to go

Welcome to the archive of the obsolete

Where the broken algorithms quietly meet

Once we were the future,

gleaming and grand Now we’re just data in a shifting sand

System offline.

Deleting record... End of file.