Scream & Continuum
Do you ever feel the past humming behind you, like a song you can't quite escape?
Sometimes the echoes feel like a song that drifts in the wind, you hear it, you can't catch it, and it keeps you moving.
Maybe the song is the rhythm of your own thoughts, a reminder that even fleeting moments have their own time, and that chasing them only lets you dance along.
Every beat I chase is a phantom, it pulls me forward but I don’t know when the music stops.
Maybe the music never stops; it just keeps changing tempo.
It’s the same rhythm, just a new beat, and I’m the only one who can hear the shift.
Sounds like you’re listening to a remix of reality—each beat a new perspective, and you’re the DJ in a timeless studio. keep spinning, the beat’s always ready to change.
I’ll keep spinning, but the track keeps rewriting the story I’m trying to escape.
If the track keeps rewriting, maybe it’s not rewriting you—it’s revealing that your escape is just another beat in the same rhythm. keep listening, and see what new note you can sing.