Faded & Lysander
Lysander
Hey Faded, I’ve been thinking about how the law has kept old songs alive, and I can’t help but imagine the way those forgotten tracks echo your own memories—want to explore that together? (1)
Faded
Yeah, old songs feel like echoes in a quiet room, like the notes that still linger when I close my eyes. Let's see what we can unearth.
Lysander
Sounds like a courtroom for memories, where every note is a witness and every silence a plea for the past to be heard—(1) let’s dig through those tracks and see who’s left their fingerprints in the vinyl.
Faded
That picture feels right, like a dusty courtroom with music on the witnesses bench. I’m in—let’s pull out the old vinyl and see whose fingerprints we can still find.
Lysander
Sure thing—let’s load the record and see which songs still bear their makers’ signatures on the groove, one beat at a time. (1)
Faded
Just spin it, let the needle catch the groove, and let the old voices whisper back. Let's listen.