[Intro] [clean electric guitar with delay and reverb, arpepeggiated pattern] [second electric guitar enters with harmonized arpeggio] [Verse 1] Out on the fire lookout, coffee going cold again Same old sky, but tonight it feels divine Star light in the velvet-black sky Like scattered dust from a cosmic display Or maybe just some signal A quiet broadcast, planting new dreams [Verse 2] The radio crackles with no station in range Just a faint little hiss, then it shifts its shape I swear I hear a voice in the static Like somebody out there knows this road A silver line moves slow over the ridge Too smooth to be a plane, too low for a bird If they’re watching from way past the tree line I hope they like this old, splintered perch [Main Section] [drum kit enters, steady eighth-note hi-hat and snare pulse] [melodic bass guitar enters] [sustained synth pads in the background] [Outro] [drums and bass fade out] [reverberant guitar arpeggios decay] I feel your love Coming from your signal I hope it lasts all night Tones, watch the stars align
