Spin it back, feel the glow
Cider and vinyl, baby, let's go
Your jacket smells like cinnamon
We drop the needle, let it spin
Old school groove, Stevie on blast
We slow dance like time wouldn't pass
That apple tang on your lips
You smiled, I lost my grip
On the porch, on beat, on time
To your laughing three-four rhyme
Cider and vial under the moon
You and me, forever in tune
Record scratches, sweet and true
Every crackle feels like you
Saturn and vinyl, the slow-fire heat
Wrapped in rhythm, head to feet
Your voice echoes on old tape
Perfect flaws I wouldn't raise
We swayed beneath the autumn stars
No club, just your backyard
You leaned in close and hummed along
Every skip felt like a song
No filter, no touch-up needed
We're raw, we're real, we're deeply seated
Cider and vinyl pure and raw
No edits, just awe
Spin it back feel that soul scratchy warmth uncontrolled
Cider and vinyl, hand in hand
Two grooves in one band
I don't want a perfect mix
Give me every crack and glitch
Your flaws sound better in the rain
Their music I can't explain
Saturn and vinyl, pure and raw
Know that it's just all spin it back, feel
That soul, scratchy warmth uncontrolled
Cider and vinyl hand in hand, two grooves in one band
Still spinning with you
Still warm like Cider too