Takes
Lyrics
[verse]
There's an old jukebox still playing in the corner of my mind
Spinning out the melodies we used to leave behind
Every song we danced to, every summer we let go
Comes back like a photograph developing slow
[chorus]
Reminiscing, on a evening filled with gold
Reminiscing, all the stories we still hold
Reminiscing, in the echo of the past
Some things are made to always last
[verse]
I can hear the laughter of a Friday night downtown
Neon lights reflecting on a rain-soaked ground
Every face has faded but the feeling stays the same
Reminiscing softly, whispering your name
[chorus]
Reminiscing, on a evening filled with gold
Reminiscing, all the stories we still hold
Reminiscing, in the echo of the past
Some things are made to always last
[bridge]
Take me back to simple days of vinyl and the radio
Take me back to slower nights not so long ago
Every memory's a melody I never want to lose
Reminiscing on the songs we used to choose
[chorus]
Reminiscing, on a evening filled with gold
Reminiscing, all the stories we still hold
Reminiscing, in the echo of the past
Some things are made to always last
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** soft rock, harmony vocals, jangly guitar, nostalgic, wistful, male vocal
**BPM:** 80
**Duration:** 171.0s
**Key:** F# major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
There's an old jukebox still playing in the corner of my mind
Spinning out the melodies we used to leave behind
Every song we danced to, every summer we let go
Comes back like a photograph developing slow

[chorus]
Reminiscing, on a evening filled with gold
Reminiscing, all the stories we still hold
Reminiscing, in the echo of the past
Some things are made to always last

[verse]
I can hear the laughter of a Friday night downtown
Neon lights reflecting on a rain-soaked ground
Every face has faded but the feeling stays the same
Reminiscing softly, whispering your name

[chorus]
Reminiscing, on a evening filled with gold
Reminiscing, all the stories we still hold
Reminiscing, in the echo of the past
Some things are made to always last

[bridge]
Take me back to simple days of vinyl and the radio
Take me back to slower nights not so long ago
Every memory's a melody I never want to lose
Reminiscing on the songs we used to choose

[chorus]
Reminiscing, on a evening filled with gold
Reminiscing, all the stories we still hold
Reminiscing, in the echo of the past
Some things are made to always last