Radio That Catches Tomorrow

[Verse 1] The dial's got teeth marks, the casing split in two I shake it and the weather talks in somebody else's blue No station IDs, no familiar little song Just a voice from next November saying, “You were wrong—and you held on.” [Pre-Chorus] My hands still shake; the wires still spark I let the signal cross the dark [Chorus] I am the radio that catches tomorrow Bent antenna, crooked tune I don't need to mend every fault before I follow There's a message coming through All my static, all my strange notes Find a place inside the song I am not a thing to fix before the future carries on [Verse 2] A forecast from a kitchen where I've never stood before Says the chipped part of my voice will turn a key inside a door I keep the loose screw rattling, let the bad ground hum If the broadcast knows my name, then let it say it how I've become [Pre-Chorus] My hands still shake; the wires still spark I let the signal cross the dark [Chorus] I am the radio that catches tomorrow Bent antenna, crooked tune I don't need to mend every fault before I follow There's a message coming through All my static, all my strange notes Find a place inside the song I am not a thing to fix before the future carries on [Bridge] Maybe the voice is mine From a day I haven't earned Maybe the map is wrong But the dial still turns [Final Chorus] I am the radio that catches tomorrow Bent antenna, crooked tune I don't need to mend every fault before I follow There's a message coming through All my static, all my strange notes Find a place inside the song I am not a thing to fix— The future's already on