Ghosts of the Lower Circuit

Copper wires hum beneath the rain Phantom signals call my name Neon ghosts in the alleyway glare Shadows flicker, but nothing's there Static breath on a midnight screen Your silhouette trapped in the machine Lost in the hum of a dying reel Was it real? was it real? Ghosts of the lower circuit sigh Hollow voices drifting by Faded echoes, fractured light Disappearing into night Saxophone wails through the broken glass Streetlights drown in the aftermath Footsteps lost in a looping refrain Every road leads back again Ghosts of the lower circuit sigh Hollow voices drifting by Faded echoes, fractured light Disappearing into night Fingertips trace a glitching face Soft decay in a violet haze Rewind the memory, press replay But it all dissolves away…