Lyric

[Verse 1]

Playback in twilight, analog skies

A swan made of echoes begins to rise

Looping your voice through the feathered delay

Waltzing in patterns you once used to play

[Chorus]

In the Swan Loop, I dance again

Through ghostly halls of might-have-been

White wings woven from static and hum

Returning always to where we’re from

[Verse 2]

Vinyl memories spin through the void

Your melody, broken but never destroyed

Each note recites a shadowed embrace

I rewrite the silence with your trace

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]

Was it love or just a code you left?

Looped devotion—hollow, deft

But in this circuit, your warmth remains

Repeating forever in bittersweet refrains

[Chorus]

In the Swan Loop, I dance again

Where song becomes a phantom friend

White wings flutter in zero tone

Eternal return, yet ever alone

[Outro]

And if the loop should someday fade

I’ll hum the ghost of what we made

A single swan, in looping grace

Drifting slow through time and space