Letras
I picked up the phone
But the line was already dead
No dial tone
Just that soft nothing
I guess that was the moment
The light left
Not all at once
Just
Faded
No glow outside
No green or red
The sky is blind
The power's dead
All maps are wrong
The path erased
We walk on noise
And memory's taste
This is the postlight
Where we forget
This is the postlight
No signal left
This is the postlight
Too dim to dream
This is the postlight
A dying screen
Faces blur
No names remain
Time unhooks
From every chain
The night is full
Of what was bright
We live beneath
A ghost of light
This is the postlight
Where we forget
This is the postlight
No signal left
This is the postlight
Too dim to dream
This is the postlight
A dying screen
This is the postlight
This is the postlight
This is the postlight
A dying screen