[Verse] Dusty boxes, faded lines Echoes trapped in tangled vines Rewind moments, soft and slow Whispers from the tapes we know [Pre-Chorus] Hold the past inside my hands Every crackle, where it lands [Chorus] Spin it back, those quiet days In the glow of amber waves Lost in sound, the world escapes On these old cassette tapes Spin it back, those quiet days In the glow of amber waves Lost in sound, the world escapes On these old cassette tapes [Verse] Summer evenings, voices low Mixed with rain and radio Every song a gentle frame Wrapped in warmth, a vintage flame [Pre-Chorus] Feel the motion, soft and clear Memories that draw me near [Chorus] Spin it back, those quiet days In the glow of amber waves Lost in sound, the world escapes On these old cassette tapes Spin it back, those quiet days In the glow of amber waves Lost in sound, the world escapes On these old cassette tapes [Bridge] Faint rewinds and fading tunes Underneath a crescent moon Time unwinds in steady beats Simple moments, sweet repeats [Chorus] Spin it back, those quiet days In the glow of amber waves Lost in sound, the world escapes On these old cassette tapes Spin it back, those quiet days In the glow of amber waves Lost in sound, the world escapes On these old cassette tapes [Outro] Softly now, the tape unwinds Echoes dance in quiet minds