Play It Loud

Empty room
Neon through the window
Dust on broken memories
One chair
One guitar
One more night

City lights behind the glass
People laughing somewhere far
Names fading from old phone screens
No one waiting
No one calling
Silence everywhere

Play it Loud
Play it Loud

Let the guitar speak

Friends that never stayed around
Promises that disappeared
Family never turning back
Cold streets
Long nights
No place left to go

Play it Loud
Play it Loud

Let the guitar speak

When the strings begin to cry
The world opens wide
Voices rise from the silence
Every note
Every scream
Feels like someone listening

Old amp humming softly
Fingers searching broken chords
Every riff another life
Crowds cheering
Hands rising
Dreams inside the sound

Play it Loud
Play it Loud

Let the guitar speak

Maybe somewhere in the noise
There is something real
Something warm
Something true
Hidden in the feedback

Play it Loud
Play it Loud

Let the guitar speak

When the strings begin to cry
Lonely nights ignite
Every note becomes a heartbeat
Every riff
Every sound
Feels like home

One guitar
One last chord
But tonight
He is not alone