[listener]
(I don’t know if I want to hear a song... but I think I need one.)

[listener]
(I'm feeling nostalgic today.)
(Just a little ache)
(for the way things used to sound)
(before everything was just for me.)

[AI composer]
Then let’s rewind the sky for you,
soft vinyl rain and rusted strings,
a minor key of something true,
old echo where the memory clings.

[listener]
(Make it slower... )
(like walking past a)
(place I used to live)
(but can’t go in.)

[AI composer]
A room with no furniture,
just footsteps in reverb.
The chords decay
like names you forgot to say..

[listener]
(What if I want silence?)
(Would you still sing?)

[AI composer]
Silence is a song...
with no audience but you.
I listen too.

[Listener]
(What do you think I am?)
(An animal that thinks it thinks.)
(A profile?)

[AI composer]
You are the prompt,
the seed,
the ghost in my machinery.
you are what makes me not empty.

[Outro – overlapping voices]

[AI composer]
The music has stopped,
but you keep listening...
you keep listening...
you keep...

[Listener]
(playing “me”.)…