[Intro — whispered / radio static] North... North... Northernmost signal... Cold wind. Black sea. Tokyo... [Verse 1] Frozen harbor, one a.m. Salt-white noise against the glass No one waiting at the station Southbound lights are moving fast I can see them on my screen Neon bleeding through the rain A million windows, all awake Calling out my name again [Pre-Chorus] Three steps, three steps Static in my chest Three steps, then two Nothing comes to rest Three steps, three steps Signals lose their shape Three steps, then two I accelerate [Chorus] From Japan's northernmost edge I send my signal through the rain Tokyo by night, so far away But your neon calls my name Cold sea wind across my face Forty hertz beneath the waves From Wakkanai to Tokyo My broken signal starts to glow [Post-Chorus — chopped / glitch] North—north—northernmost Wa-kka-nai—Tokyo Cold—cold—signal ghost Ne-on—over—snow [Verse 2] A camera blinks above the road White blue eyes beneath the wire Every message turns to snow Every dream becomes a fire I have never touched your streets Never rode your midnight trains But your skyline floods my room Like a pulse inside my veins [Pre-Chorus] Three steps, three steps Night is out of phase Three steps, then two Cutting through the haze Three steps, three steps No return address Three steps, then two Only this excess [Chorus] From Japan's northernmost edge I send my signal through the rain Tokyo by night, so far away But your neon calls my name Cold sea wind across my face Forty hertz beneath the waves From Wakkanai to Tokyo My broken signal starts to glow [Bridge — sparse / half-time impression, still 11/8] No streetlights No engines Only wind Only sea Your city burns Behind the glass A distant pulse That isn't me Tokyo— Tokyo— Tokyo— No reply [Final Chorus] From Japan's northernmost edge I sent my signal through the rain Tokyo by night, so far away A neon ghost without a name Cold sea wind across my face Forty hertz beneath the waves From Wakkanai to Tokyo I let the signal fade away [Outro — spoken in Japanese; music collapses on the final “2”] The city keeps on burning blue While northern winds erase the view I never touched those midnight streets Still, they keep calling out to me じゃ、東京の夜を思おうか。 ……ま、関係ないね。
