Dimly Lit Lryics

(Verse 1) I recall those days, chasing dreams in the night, Stocking singles, making singles, that was my delight. From the corner record store to the big city lights, I hustled and I strived, reaching for new heights. (Pre-Chorus) With passion in my heart, and music in my veins, I poured my soul into every note, breaking chains. Through sleepless nights and long hours of toil, I molded melodies that made spirits uncoil. (Chorus) Stocking singles, making singles, one by one, Crafting stories, sharing emotions, all undone. From the vinyl racks to the airwaves above, I poured my heart into each song, spreading love. (Verse 2) In the dimly lit room, I carefully chose the sound, As I stacked the singles, my dreams would resound. The needle touched the groove, and the music played, Capturing moments, my journey now displayed. (Bridge) Oh, the joy of creating, the thrill of the chase, In those humble beginnings, I found my place. From humble beginnings to the grandest stage, I embraced the power of music, turning the page. (Chorus) Stocking singles, making singles, one by one, Crafting stories, sharing emotions, all undone. From the vinyl racks to the airwaves above, I poured my heart into each song, spreading love. (Verse 3) And now, as I look back on those days, The memories fill my heart, in so many ways. From stocking singles to making my own, I found my voice, my purpose fully grown. (Outro) So I'll forever cherish those humble beginnings, Where I learned the art of making souls sing. From stacking singles to creating my own art, I'll keep spreading love through music, heart to heart. (Chorus) Stocking singles, making singles, one by one, Crafting stories, sharing emotions, all undone. From the vinyl racks to the airwaves above, I poured my heart into each song, spreading love. (Chorus) Stocking singles, making singles, one by one, Crafting stories, sharing emotions, all undone. From the vinyl racks to the airwaves above, I poured my heart into each song, spreading love.