[Verse] Flicker on the cracked glass, neon hum inside Shelves that held the past now bleed with painted light Silent reels rewind, cracked scenes in black and white Ghosts of tape and film breathe out, a restless tide [Pre-Chorus] Hear the static calling through the emptiness Shadows lace the corners, tangled in distress [Chorus] Turn the frames to colors, spin the stories new Broken voices singing in a fading hue Lost in the flicker, caught between the lines Old ghosts dancing in these walls of time [Verse] Dusty spines of midnight dreams, memories confined Empty cases scattered like the crumbs we left behind Brushstrokes spill like voices, raw and undefined Ink and light collide, a secret redesigned [Pre-Chorus] Feel the pulse beneath the silence, burning slow Fractured echoes rising from the undertow [Chorus] Turn the frames to colors, spin the stories new Broken voices singing in a fading hue Lost in the flicker, caught between the lines Old ghosts dancing in these walls of time [Bridge] Can you hear the rustle, can you feel the break? Every shadow’s screaming for a chance to wake Lines dissolve to chaos, beauty born in pain In the ruins of the past, we start again [Chorus] Turn the frames to colors, spin the stories new Broken voices singing in a fading hue Lost in the flicker, caught between the lines Old ghosts dancing in these walls of time [Outro] Old ghosts, old ghosts, dancing slow In this art, in this heart, we let them go