Low Volume
Style: Irish air

[Verse 1]
Paper sleeves stacked by the player
Nothing loud, no need to say more
Just a needle finding its groove
I keep the volume low for you to stay

[Pre-chorus]
No words needed in this room
Just the hush before it plays
And you, closer than the sound

[Chorus]
Rebecca, you're the quiet I choose
Every song circles back to you
Some hearts shout and some just hum
With you it's always the second one

[Verse 2]
The stack grows taller every year
Instrumental tracks, nothing to prove
You hum along without the words
I love that you don't need to move

[Bridge]
No chorus needed to know this is true
Just the room, the record, and you
Some things don't need a name
But I'll say yours anyway

[Chorus]
Rebecca, you're the quiet I choose
Every song circles back to you
Some hearts shout and some just hum
With you it's always the second one

[Outro]
Someday these sleeves will gather dust
But you'll still be the sound I trust

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