[Verse] Echoes in the cardboard, whispers fold and press Plastic frames hold distant days, soft worn-out excess Fingers trace the faded ink, labels in a row Silent stories packed away, in shadows they still glow [Pre-Chorus] Breathing in the dust, the past begins to rise A ritual of moments beneath these starlit skies [Chorus] Box it up, box it up, memories on the run Flicker like a fire, fading with the sun Box it up, box it up, secrets in the night Trading all the voices for a flicker of light [Verse] Vinyl spins a ghostly beat, scratched but never gone Patterns in the plastic wrap, the rhythm carries on Cracked glass and chipped enamel, treasures held in hand In the quiet of the moving van, we let it all expand [Pre-Chorus] Breathing in the dust, the past begins to rise A ritual of moments beneath these starlit skies [Chorus] Box it up, box it up, memories on the run Flicker like a fire, fading with the sun Box it up, box it up, secrets in the night Trading all the voices for a flicker of light [Bridge] Night falls, the pulse calls, shadows intertwine Lost in this trance, we dance through space and time Wrapped in the echoes, the heartbeat of the sale Our tribal rite in cardboard, a ghostly tale [Chorus] Box it up, box it up, memories on the run Flicker like a fire, fading with the sun Box it up, box it up, secrets in the night Trading all the voices for a flicker of light [Outro] Box it up, box it up, echoes soft and low Moving with the rhythm of the things we used to know...