Letras
Static hum in the grace and mass, lost the signal, felt the lapse, every thought
A bouncing wall in the digital waterfall
Used to send a clean transmission, now it's just data friction, amplified until
It screams
Distorting all my waking dreams
First serenade, a fractured face, where echoes wear a stranger's face
Can you hear the chord beneath this metal low breath, this fragile wreath?
In the chamber, I send my plea, find the signal, find the meaning
Flared voices, same refrain, wash across the narrow plain, recognize a broken
Sound or just a noise that spins around
Tried to map the feedback loop, fell right down the data stoop, every answer
Just reflects a thousand digitations
Is this my voice or just the grid?
Something buried deeply hidden, building walls with phantom sound, moon
Shifting, our single tone
Not just echoes, not alone
I'm serenading a fractured face, where echoes wear a stranger's face
Oh I should try to combiet this animal breath, this fragile wreath?
In the chamber, I send my plea, find the signal, find the meaning
Find the meaning
Find the meaning