Lyric

Little clicks in the circuit line

Faint hums drifting out of time

Pocket-sized transmissions bloom

Soft pulses rising in the room

Every tiny spark, every gentle sign—

All of it aligns

Quiet waves of electron sound

Whispering from all around

Machines breathe in a subtle rhythm

Nature answers low

If you listen close enough

Everything becomes a tune

Footsteps on the sidewalk

Leaves brushing in the noon

Even static in the nighttime

Falls into a room

Where every sound is true—

Music made for you