[Intro] (Soft hiss of a radio frequency) (Acoustic guitar picking, slow and resonant) [Verse 1] Late nights at the station, the CueScript is a ghost The static in the monitors is the thing I love the most Sixty hertz of humming, a West Texas lullaby Underneath the Lubbock stars and a wide, empty sky I’m patching in the signal, I’m watching for the frame While the pixels on the master list are calling out my name [Verse 2] I’m building out the MERN stack, I’m living in the Node Searching for the humanity inside the winter code But when the screen goes dark and my eyes begin to blur I’m slipping through the terminal to where the echoes were Past the astral borders, past the heavy iron gate Where the shared spaces are breathing and the dreamers congregate [Chorus] [Soulful / Swelling Strings] Oh, meet me at the Mall World Terminal tonight Where the neon’s always humming in a hazy, golden light It’s a glitch in the projection, it’s a soul inside the wire We’re walking through the corridors and playing with the fire From the desert to the dream-space, from the silicon to soul I’m letting go of logic just to let the dream take control [Verse 3] I’ve seen the empty atriums, the fountains made of glass Watching all the versions of our former selves pass It’s a broadcast from the center of a mind that’s finally free Astral-bound and drifting on a frequency for me I’m an engineer of shadows, I’m a writer of the rain Finding all the beauty in the circuitry of pain [Bridge] [Atmospheric / Orchestral Build] (Mmm-mmm-mmm) Is anybody listening? Is the signal getting through? I’m projecting every heartbeat, I’m sending it to you Through the fire, through the static, through the long West Texas night Everything is digital until it hits the light [Guitar Solo - Soulful, Distorted Slide Guitar] [Chorus] Oh, meet me at the Mall World Terminal tonight Where the neon’s always humming in a hazy, golden light It’s a glitch in the projection, it’s a soul inside the wire We’re walking through the corridors and playing with the fire From the desert to the dream-space, from the silicon to soul I’m letting go of logic just to let the dream take control [Outro] [Stripped back to acoustic guitar and light static] Late night at the station... Static on the air... I’ll see you in the Mall World. I’ll meet you there. (Static fades to silence) [End]
