?"Dust & Data"?
(A melancholic waltz about memory in the algorithm age)
[Verse 1]
Grandpa's tractor sleeps in the App Store,
Plowing cloud fields we can't ignore.
All those harvest moon slow-dances,
Now just buffer-wheel romances...
[Pre-Chorus]
The scarecrow wears a WiFi crown,
Crows caw in binary downtown.
That silo where we stole our kiss,
Stores lonely terabytes of this...
[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh my analog tears,
Drowning in the dashboard gears.
All the love we left to rust,
Now just zeroes in the dust...
[Verse 2]
Mama's recipes fade to QR codes,
The church bell streams in episode.
That creek where we baptized doubt,
Now a dead-zone satellite route...
[Bridge]
(Banjo plucks with glitchy reverb)
"Soil remembers...
What screens forget...
Our tractor-beam hearts
Still harvest regret..."
[Outro]
The general store sells NFT wheat,
While real bread crumbles at my feet.
So when the servers all go cold,
Plant me where the story told...
This pastoral-electronic hybrid suits acoustic guitar with subtle synth drones. The lyrics contrast agricultural imagery with digital decay, suggesting how technology transforms (but doesn't erase) human longing. Would you prefer more technological or natural symbolism?
