The windows disappeared behind us But the voices stayed onboard Soft beneath the ventilation Coming through the metal floor Echo sat across from Bram With too many eyes in hers She said, I remember every ending But I never learned the words One voice became a hundred A hundred became rain Every name the city buried Started calling us again Still answering Even after all these years Still answering Through the static in our ears You can cut the wire You can tear the whole line down But the ones you tried to silence Are still answering now Still here Still here Still answering Bram heard someone through the speaker Breathing slow between the noise Not a message, not a warning Just the shape of one old voice He pressed both hands against the radio Like he could hold her there Then he said her name so quietly Even grief forgot to stare I never stopped listening I know Every memory has a frequency Every loss still leaves a sound Still answering Even after all these years Still answering Through the static in our ears You can cut the wire You can tear the whole line down But the ones you tried to silence Are still answering now Maybe healing is not silence Maybe peace is not the end Maybe love is hearing someone And still choosing to respond Still answering Let the whole dead city hear Still answering We were never disappearing You can cut the wire You can burn the stations down But the ones you tried to silence Are still answering now Still here Still here Still answering now I know
