You brought me around here when I was lost
In the house of many stairs where there was one of everything
Books on tape and repurposed church pews and a CCTV system
All the lights were lit and the basement just kept going
Now that’s what I call music
Volume two hundred and five
Playing on random while we watched the rockets fly
From the hood of your car
Until it started to rain
We have to take cover inside
But you can’t find a vein in the dark
Recipe books that come with jello molds
And the full discography of lance bass
In the second bedroom you find a coffin
A final resting place thrown in for free, what a bargain
I can’t see around the nebula
To the side of the world where you are
The dentist cranks up the laughing gas and the tide comes back in
Now that’s what I call music
Volume one thousand twenty
on a generation ship
Filled with pedestals and plinths
The playlist came preloaded at my birth
With paperwork filled out in triplicate
No one tends the garden
Under the setting sun
That’s why the gate’s kept locked
There are no secrets amongst the brethren
But behind the refrigerator
There is a door I never noticed before
An entire room where someone else lives
It’s okay, what do I even need it for
There’s a warm texture of sleep
That softens everything I touch
Looking through the glass
To where the past collides
To where the winter ends
Where we never parted ways
Now that’s what I call music
Dots and dashes in the vacuum
Guitar tabs to a song by Sublime
Broadcast faster than light
It fills potholes under my footfalls
Like walking backwards in snow backwards
Now that’s what I call music
@owl Feb 2022
This is awesome! I love these lyrics so much and the floaty guitar sounds great.