「歌曲」Tape Hiss Garden - Yuletide Side

The needle drops on a silent groove
A quiet hymn for the season's move
Through the hiss and the crackle, a memory glows
A warmth that the winter wind never knows

A tinsel ghost in the speaker's hum
A silent night, yet the carols come
Through the warble and wobble, a choir of old
Singing stories that never grow cold

In the tape hiss garden, the evergreens sway
To a melody lost in the light of yesterday
Where the ribbons are faded, and the bells softly ring
In the echo of joy that the old reels bring

A cardboard box in the attic deep
Promises that the snowdrifts keep
A whispered wish on a dusty track
A fragile magic that time gives back

In the tape hiss garden, the evergreens sway
To a melody lost in the light of yesterday
Where the ribbons are faded, and the bells softly ring
In the echo of joy that the old reels bring

So let the silence settle like snow
On the branches where the memories grow
For the truest of tidings are often heard
In the spaces between every whispered word

In the tape hiss garden, the evergreens sway
To a melody lost in the light of yesterday
Where the ribbons are faded, and the bells softly ring
In the echo of joy that the old reels bring