Crypto Wallet (Forgotten)

Lyrics

[Intro]
A key made of memory.
A lock made of night.
A fortune of numbers, just out of sight.

[Verse 1]
Stefan Thomas, he lies awake in his bed.
Replays the sequences inside his head.
Eight times he has typed, eight times he has failed.
Eight little deaths, a story curtailed.
That IronKey's cold, a promise it keeps.
While a fortune of seven thousand and two bitcoins sleeps.
He says, I just lay there and think about it.
Some strategy I ain't tried yet.
Two chances left.
Just two.

[Chorus]
It's the digital ghost, the wealth you can't hold.
A story in numbers that will never grow old.
It's a new kind of poor, a new kind of pain.
Forgetting the password that makes the digital rain.
A king of a kingdom with no way through the door.
Digital amnesia don't forgive anymore.

[Verse 2]
James Howells in Wales, he watches the gulls.
Circle the landfill, over the hulls
of a city's whole life, thrown out and gone.
Somewhere down deep, since two thousand and thirteen, since dawn.
A Dell hard drive sits in the rot and the damp.
He was just cleaning his office, turned off the lamp.
Seventy-five hundred coins in a black plastic shroud.
He says, you just don't think about it.
Not 'til it's worth more than a house.

[Chorus]
It's the digital ghost, the wealth you can't hold.
A story in numbers that will never grow old.
It's a new kind of poor, a new kind of pain.
Forgetting the password that makes the digital rain.
A king of a kingdom with no way through the door.
Digital amnesia don't forgive anymore.

[Bridge]
And it ain't just these two boys, it ain't just their plight.
One coin in every five has vanished from sight.
Lost to the ether, a whisper, a sigh.
A digital graveyard under a real-world sky.
All that potential, all that belief.
Just a handful of dust, and a whole world of grief.

[Outro]
Two chances left.
Under a mountain of trash.
Just a word to remember.
A flicker, a flash.