Max Grassi - Echoes of Love

Echoes of love In digital heartbeats we soar I yearn to rewind But you've closed that neon-lit door Gone are the thrills It's a tune that everyone knows Memories flicker on screens in the night Visions of you in a glow of soft light Lost in the bytes, where our laughter replays Yet silence is what my empty room conveys Oh, how it's bittersweet, your ghost I can almost touch Synthetic whispers call, reminding me too much With every synth, my heartstrings pull and twist