Verse 1: Words tangle, unravel, Sentences fall like rain, Static on the line, Can’t find the thread again. Chorus: I’m dialing out to nowhere, My voice a burst of snow, The message keeps distorting, Will anyone ever know? Verse 2: Thoughts spark and flicker, Scatter like broken glass, I try to say I’m here, But the signal doesn’t last. Chorus Bridge: In the hum and hiss, I find a hidden tune, A language made of static, That only speaks at noon. Chorus (repeat, with glitch effects)
