A low hum, a distant shore
This new picture, on my phone screen bright
A face I see, bathed in digital light
They say it's recent, a memory made
But in its depths, old ghosts are laid
A flicker, a pause, the pixels start to fade
Is this a moment, or a masquerade
Cause this new photo, it feels so old
A story whispered, but never told
My oldest memory, in youthful guise
A bittersweet echo, behind these eyes
I see the lines, the gentle curve of the smile
A glimpse of innocence, for a little while
It's a younger me, or so it would seem
Yet the past whispers, within this digital dream
A flicker, a pause, the pixels start to fade
Is this a moment, or a masquerade
Cause this new photo, it feels so old
A story whispered, but never told
My oldest memory, in youthful guise
A bittersweet echo, behind these eyes
The tide pulls back, revealing the sand
A place where time, slips from my hand
Cause this new photo, it feels so old
A story whispered, but never told
My oldest memory, in youthful guise
A bittersweet echo, behind these eyes
New picture, old soul, the lines blur and fade away
New picture, old soul, in the echo of yesterday