Static.1v5.5

[Verse 1] Maybe the towers burned down to the ground, Or maybe the wind blew the signal away? The connection is a needle, sharp and bound, Stabbing my heart so I won't wait for the day. [Chorus] I'm calling out your name into the static, But the wires are cold and the line is dead. Every echo feels so automatic, A ghost of a word that I never said. [Verse 2] The radio hums a forgotten tune, Static whispers where your voice should be. I trace the scars beneath the moon, A needle's thread that won't set me free. [Chorus] I'm calling out your name into the static, But the wires are cold and the line is dead. Every echo feels so automatic, A ghost of a word that I never said. [Bridge] And if the world fell silent in the night, Would you still hear me through the broken light? Or is this distance just a hollow game, Where every signal burns away in flame? [Chorus] I'm calling out your name into the static, But the wires are cold and the line is dead. Every echo feels so automatic, A ghost of a word that I never said. I'm calling out your name into the static, But the wires are cold and the line is dead. Every echo feels so automatic, A ghost of a word that I never said. [Outro] The towers crumble in my mind, The needle stabs, but I'm still blind. No signal left to guide the way, Just silence at the end of day.