The Songbird Transmission (Written by Johannes Schneeberg) Call the radio I want to hear my song Want to hear it fast Want to hear it long In the shadow of a thought In the cold white glare In the black heart of the night There’s a songbird somewhere And the rain is a-raining And the wind is a-wailing And the ship is a-sailing And the songbird’s singing [Psychedelic guitar solo] I am on the radio And I am on the phone The little songbird sings In the darkness all alone I am in the cold white glare And I am in the shade But I can hear her sing Before her light will fade And the rain is a-raining And the wind is a-wailing And the ship is a-sailing And the songbird’s singing [Psychedelic guitar solo] I saw her in the mirror Where the static softly speaks Where the clocks all skip a second And the sky forgets to weep I saw her in the silence In a tremble of the air In a ghost beneath the dial tone In a whisper no one hears And the rain is a-raining And the wind is a-wailing And the ship is a-sailing And the songbird’s singing [Psychedelic guitar solo] And my friends have gone away They have been driven mad By a life of common days And all the dreams they’ve had They have been driven mad By the whispers of the night By the birdsong in the shadows By the raven in the light And the rain is a-raining And the wind is a-wailing And the ship is a-sailing And the songbird’s singing [Psychedelic guitar solo] Maybe I’m a signal Maybe I’m a sound Maybe I’m the message That never quite gets found Maybe I’m the echo From a world that slipped away But I can hear the songbird And I think she wants to stay And the rain is a-raining And the wind is a-wailing And the ship is a-sailing And the songbird’s singing… [Psychedelic guitar solo] ©️ Johannes Schneeberg
