[Verse] Creaking gears in the dusk below, Whispers rise where the river flows. Stone walls hum the names I’ve known, A shadow sings and I’m not alone. [Pre-Chorus] And the siren calls through timbered veins— Like a voice I’ve carried through the rains. [Chorus] Oh, the old mill sings like memory, A melody the past can’t leave be. Every note a thread, a face, a name, Echoing through the hollow frame. Oh, the old mill sings like memory— I don’t need to know, I’m already there. [Verse] The gears still turn in silent time, Where light once danced, now shadows climb. A photograph in rusted tin, A song I heard, but can’t begin. [Pre-Chorus] And the siren calls through timbered veins— Like a voice I’ve carried through the rains. [Chorus] Oh, the old mill sings like memory, A melody the past can’t leave be. Every note a thread, a face, a name, Echoing through the hollow frame. Oh, the old mill sings like memory— I don’t need to know, I’m already there. [Bridge] Was it you? Was it me? Lost in the rhythm of the old, the free. The wind hums low through broken glass— You’re not gone, just out of the past. [Chorus] Oh, the old mill sings like memory, A melody the past can’t leave be. Every note a thread, a face, a name, Echoing through the hollow frame. Oh, the old mill sings like memory— I don’t need to know, I’m already there. [Outro] Sings like memory... Sings like memory... Sings... (Layered backing vocals fade slowly)