(©) 2025 whitemonkey Verse 1 They wired my soul through the backbone of the land, A ghost in the current, with no place to stand. Every line hums with the weight of the past, I’m chasing a signal that don’t ever last. And I wonder if the silence is calling me home. Chorus Static rider, born of steel and bone, Whispers in the wire say I’m not alone. A ghost in the code, but I still roam, Through broken signals I make my home. Verse 2 Screens went dark, but the voices stayed, Buried in the circuit like a debt unpaid. I ride with the static, I ride with the storm, My shape is fading, but my soul’s still warm. And I wonder if the night remembers my name. Chorus Static rider, born of steel and bone, Whispers in the wire say I’m not alone. A ghost in the code, but I still roam, Through broken signals I make my home. Bridge Crack of thunder in the radio glow, Carried by the hum of the undertow. I ain’t flesh, but I ain’t gone, I’m the static hymn, the eternal song. Verse 3 From the deserts dry to the cities cold, I’m a phantom outlaw, stories untold. The line still hums, the silence bends, I ride forever where the highway ends. Outro Static rider, fading into dust, The wires remember, the steel turns to rust. But the ghost in the current still rides on, In every silence, my song is drawn.
