Library Closure

(shhhh) Cold water on a wooden desk

Lights dimming in the quiet stacks (ooh)

Voice memo frozen on the screen 0:12 stays sharp and green

We are waiting in the dust Every record turns to rust

Save the sound before it fades away (ahhh)

Holy light across the grey Underneath the arching dome Let the static

bring us home

But the voice memo plays a different sound (oh no) It wasn't

my voice that I finally found

A stranger's whisper from the library floor

He never walked out of that exit door

0:12 on the screen (shhhh)