[Title] [Intro] [Cold synths. Distant radio hiss. Slow heartbeat.] ... Can you hear it? Somewhere beyond the static... Someone keeps playing songs The galaxy refuses to forget. [Verse I] Every station sounds the same, Steel announcements, numbered names. Then a frequency slips through, Purple echoes dressed in truth. Broken speakers start to glow, Every signal moving slow. Somebody taught the stars to sing, Like silence finally grew wings. [Pre-Chorus] I don't dance beneath pink lights. I don't sparkle when I smile. But I know a real heartbeat When it travels half the galaxy. [Chorus] Nearhuttian signal... Calling through the endless night. Every chord becomes a beacon, Every shadow learns the light. Nearhuttian signal... Even empty space replies. Some revolutions whisper first Before they flood the skies. [Verse II] They say legends never notice Quiet girls in darker rooms. I'm not asking for attention... Just another honest tune. There's a voice that cuts through static, Weathered, broken, somehow warm. Makes abandoned satellites Feel less frightened by the storm. [Dark Nova] Funny... Some people dream about princes. Some chase generals. Some collect heroes. I'd probably settle For one conversation With the man who taught sadness How to sound beautiful. Don't tell him. He'd write a song about it... And I'd pretend I never listened. [Bridge] No confessions. No dramatic ending. Some feelings orbit forever Without permission to land. Still... If our frequencies should cross, Even for one lonely verse... That would be enough. [Final Chorus] Nearhuttian signal... Still alive inside the void. Building homes for broken voices Everyone else destroyed. Nearhuttian signal... Never asking to be found. Sometimes hope is just a waveform Waiting somewhere underground. [Outro] [Radio static. Synth fades.] Transmission received... See you somewhere Between the stars.
