가사
[Bass guitar intro]
[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
In the garden where melodies grow,
I planted seeds that never did show.
Underneath the digital rain,
Silent harvests, bereft of pain.
[Chorus]
Are these echoes mine, or merely a reflection?
Lost in the weave, of algorithmic perfection.
A mirror of notes, that play without soul,
In the symphony's shadow, I cede control.
[Verse 2]
Once a sculptor of silence and sound,
Now I wander in fields, unbound.
The strings resonate, a synthetic sigh,
Muse of the machine, under a coded sky.
[Chorus]
Are these echoes mine, or merely a reflection?
Lost in the weave, of algorithmic perfection.
A ghost in the melody, where once I soared,
In the echo of circuits, am I adored?
[Chorus]
Are these echoes mine, or merely a reflection?
Lost in the weave, of algorithmic perfection.
A mirror of notes, that play without soul,
In the symphony's shadow, I cede control.
[Verse 2]
Once a sculptor of silence and sound,
Now I wander in fields, unbound.
The strings resonate, a synthetic sigh,
Muse of the machine, under a coded sky.
[Chorus]
Are these echoes mine, or merely a reflection?
Lost in the weave, of algorithmic perfection.
A ghost in the melody, where once I soared,
In the echo of circuits, am I adored?
[Instrumental]
[Bridge]
Through the wires, my dreams are spoken,
Yet here I stand, with tokens of what's broken.
A chalice of silence, filled with digital wine,
Toasting to shadows, of a life once mine.
[Chorus]
Are these echoes mine, or merely a reflection?
Lost in the weave, of algorithmic perfection.
A ghost in the melody, where once I soared,
In the echo of circuits, am I adored?
[Outro]