[Verse 1] Three o'clock on the radio band, static climbing through my hand. You are a bright point out of range, one note shifted one stage. I hear your name in white noise, not as speech, but as choice. My coffee cools against the pane, your call comes through like rain. Not a promise, not a plan, just heat from where you were and I am. If packet drops, let it stay, the missing part can make my way. [Pre-Chorus] Just a ghost signal caught in the wire, a broken pulse burning low. Can you feel the current pull? A static fire? [Chorus/Hook] Ghost Signal... catching the drift tonight. A phantom hum through the concrete light. Signal calling across the dead air, they say that signal isn't there. [Verse 2] The streetlights bleed into the mist, a low hum beneath my skin. The memory echoes in the grit, a place where we should have been. I trace the pattern on the floor, the rhythm lost behind the door. Just the echo of a touch I knew, an answer fading in the blue. No clear word, no solid ground, just this space where you were found. [Chorus/Hook] Ghost Signal... catching the drift tonight. A phantom hum through the concrete light. Signal calling across the dead air, they say that signal isn't there. [Bridge/Breakdown] Just the hiss between the stations, a signal fading into gray. The low end throbs, a steady ache, telling me what it meant to say. [Final Chorus/Outro] Ghost Signal... reaching out through the night! A final hum in the neon light. Signal burning across the dead air, they say that signal is still there. [Outro Tag] Ghost Signal... just a ghost signal...
