[Verse]

No I can’t do Snapchat or TikTok my friend

But my vinyl spins when the daylight ends

I write letters on paper with a fountain pen

I’m a little old-fashioned but I won't pretend

[Chorus]

Cursive letters flowing like a winding stream

Doing maths in my head it’s a boomer’s dream

Reading clocks with hands like a secret scheme

I might be out of touch but I gleam and beam

[Verse 2]

I fix what’s broken with a little glue

I don’t ask Alexa I just think it through

Maps on paper guide me straight and true

What’s lost to others feels brand new

[Bridge]

They swipe and they scroll in a digital race

But I find my rhythm at an analog pace

Call me a relic but I've taken my place

In a world where wisdom leaves an ageless trace

[Chorus]

Cursive letters flowing like a winding stream

Doing maths in my head it’s a boomer’s dream

Reading clocks with hands like a secret scheme

I might be out of touch but I gleam and beam

[Outro]

So give me your trends I’ll give you my ground

Where quiet whispers make the loudest sound

No TikTok fame but I’m still renowned

A timeless soul in a fleeting town