Treti - Riffs in the Machine Lyrics

In the glow of the screen, I sit alone
Waiting for the sound, a digital clone
My guitars lay silent, in the corner they weep
For the hands that once played them, now lost in the deep
But the music still calls, from the strings to my soul
A reminder that passion will always take hold
I'll add my own touch, to the AI's cold play
A harmony of man and machine, in a new age ballet
The chords strike a memory, a familiar tune
Of days in the garage, under the light of the moon
Now it's me and the AI, in a duet for the age
A battle of solos, as we take to the stage
But the music still calls, from the strings to my soul
A reminder that passion will always take hold
I'll add my own touch, to the AI's cold play
A harmony of man and machine, in a new age ballet
With every note that's generated, a piece of the past fades
But in the music we create, a new legacy is made
I'll pick up my guitar, and with each strum i'll fight
To keep the spirit of rock alive, well into the night
But the music still calls, from the strings to my soul
A reminder that passion will always take hold
I'll add my own touch, to the AI's cold play
A harmony of man and machine, in a new age ballet
But the music still calls, from the strings to my soul
A reminder that passion will always take hold
I'll add my own touch, to the AI's cold play
A harmony of man and machine, in a new age ballet