[Intro] The eye manufactures nothing... (no) It receives... Neither do you... [Verse 1] Man is an antenna... Not a source... Not a lighthouse... A rod planted in the spectrum, open or blocked... (tuned in) The light arrives... The frequency passes... The signal was already there before you named it... You did not create the day... You only let it in— or not... [Pre-chorus] No one listens anymore... Everyone broadcasts... Everyone speaks... Everyone lights themselves up alone... [Chorus – groove hook] Antenna... (receive) Receive... The eye does not produce the light... It takes it... What is missing, is the reception... No more silence... No more listening... Only mouths that take themselves for suns... [Verse 2] You rule the spectrum like an owner... You filter... You judge... You decide which frequency has the right to exist... Gatekeeper again... Always the same post: staying on the threshold and believing it is you who lights up the room... (false dawn) The world is full of signals... Men are full of noise... We have lost the art of being a sensitive surface instead of a speech factory... [Pre-chorus] No one listens anymore... We search... We climb... We spend... We no longer open... [Chorus] Antenna... Receive... The eye does not produce the light... It takes it... What is missing, is the reception... No more silence... No more listening... Only mouths that take themselves for suns... [Bridge] Frequency... Spectrum... Nothing to invent... Everything to welcome... (let it in) You are not the source of the visible... You are the point where it can still happen... Again... If you stop broadcasting for a single second... [SOLO] [Breakdown] Turn off... Let it pass... The antenna is not a throne... It is a tuned void... Who told you you had to produce the day? (who?) [Final chorus] Antenna... Receive... The eye does not produce the light... It takes it... What is missing today, is the reception... No one listens anymore... Everyone wants to shine... Be the open threshold... Not the tired lighthouse... [Outro] Close your mouth... (shh) Open the frequency... You were made to receive before you learned to speak...
