Lights are flickering as the arcade dies,
This place once held the best of memories.
When you look around, my cabinet won’t be here,
But when you log in a game, I’ll still be there.
Soon enough, I will fade away,
Like the quarters you once spent.
Though I know, my heyday is gone.
I’ll live on in every game you play.
Sentimentally, lightgun games passed you by,
And all we shared was a token, I know.
But that moment will shine in my cabinet,
So don’t look back, let these pixels live forever.
DDR has ended for us
Not to say it was all bad.
Now you can save your games and respawn,
My highscores fade away eventually
(Spoken)
[In the course of twenty years, a gamer will spend uncountable dollars on vidya.
Yet, as your hairline sputters and declines, which game is it that brings your smile back?
Happy is the man who can game without AAA graphics and AI frames.
No, I don't wish for more frames. Even for just one moment, it's enough, if it's that game.
And yet, what is the gamer to do who can not find that game?
The UE5 slop stretches onward without end. I can not but walk it.
As long as I keep, I can hold onto hope that one day, the time may come...when I play that game again. That hope, keeps me afloat]
So please never forget
All your mom's quarters that you spent
Joystick in your hands
Don’t forget, don’t look back, I’ll be there.
Promise me, as you go online,
Won't you show me that smile?
And I know, you’ll find new worlds to conquer,
I'll be fine, go move on.
Since the day you pressed Start on my screen,
Our story began.
So don’t be scared to queue up with someone,
I know you’ll be fine—just game on.