Photos in albums, not just on a cloud (cloud)
Voices so clear, not lost in the crowd (crowd)
Every moment, not just a scene (scene)
But a vivid memory, so real, so keen (keen)
The world was a mystery, waiting to be found (ohh yeah)
Not just a search away, but a journey profound (so profound)
We felt every sunset, every rise of the moon (moon)
In a world less virtual, more attuned (tuned)
In the rhythm of the night, we find (find)
Memories of a disconnected kind (kind)
Under the digital sky so bright (so so bright)
We dance in the echoes of a vanished light (light)
Before the world turned to pixels and screens (screens)
We lived in moments, not just through machines (chines)
Adventures were real, not just a click away (way)
In every smile, a story, every look would say (say)
We danced to records, not just playlists on loop (loop)
Every song had a story, every group a troop (oh yeah)
Our memories weren't just data, but feelings so deep (deep)
In a world where moments were ours to keep (keep)
In the rhythm of the night, we find (find)
Memories of a disconnected kind (kind)
Under the digital sky so bright (so so bright)
We dance in the echoes of a vanished light (light)
In the glow of the moon, not our phones at night (night)
We found our paths in the stars, not satellite (light)
Dreams were woven in hearts, not on digital streams (streams)
Life was a canvas, not a series of screens (screens)
Conversations flowed like rivers, wide and deep (deep)
Not through texts, but memories to keep (keep)
We lived in the moment, not just in a feed (feed)
In a time where every encounter was a seed (seed)
As we step into tomorrow, with our eyes on the past (past)
We carry forward stories, moments that last (last)
In this digital dance, we remember and weave (weave)
The essence of an era, in the echoes we leave (leave)