[Verse] The wires hum a secret tune Fingers tap in a quiet room A spark ignites in circuits deep Where dreams and codes collide in sleep
[Chorus] Oh the rhythm's born from silence See A melody for machines and me It’s not the hands It’s not the strings It’s the soul in the code that sings
[Verse 2] Algorithms dance A strange ballet Pixels bloom in a neon display Not a heartbeat But it still feels A symphony spun from electric wheels
[Bridge] They ask who writes Who holds the pen A question looping back again But music’s heart is wild Untamed No wires or hands can claim it named
[Chorus] Oh the rhythm's born from silence See A melody for machines and me It’s not the hands It’s not the strings It’s the soul in the code that sings
Stijl van muziek
electronic, layered synths with a pulsating beat, atmospheric