Once we burned like the brightest flame,

Every heartbeat knew our name,

But now we’re lost in the endless feed,

Buried deep where no one reads.

They only play what’s pinned to the wall,

Or the brand new songs that just now call,

But the ones we gave our soul and time,

Fade away like an unused rhyme.

I see the numbers, they fall so slow,

And I wonder if they’ll ever know,

The love we put in every line,

The nights we bled just to make it shine.

They only play what’s pinned to the wall,

Or the brand new songs that just now call,

But the ones we gave our soul and time,

Fade away like an unused rhyme.

Do you hear it? The song still cries,

In the shadows where it lies,

Waiting for a hand to press play,

But it’s left to fade away.

They only play what’s pinned to the wall,

Or the brand new songs that just now call,

But the old ones still can heal and fight,

If you’d only bring them to the light.