[Intro: radio tuning, lush analog synth] [Verse 1: syncopated melodic rap] I found a frequency that speaks to me A perfect little song in perfect harmony But somewhere in the static lives another tune And I keep reaching for the dial each afternoon [Pre-Chorus: ascending vocal layers] One little turn and something fades Another world begins to play [Chorus: soaring harmonized melody] I'm listening to everything I wanted But haunted by the signals passing through Every time I find a perfect station I wonder what the others could have been [808 slides beneath sustained falsetto] And I can't hear a thousand songs Without losing the one I'm on [Break: chopped synth, melodic bass counterpoint] [Bridge: stripped piano, intimate] The music isn't incomplete Just because there's more beyond the beat But knowing that won't quiet down The distant songs without a sound [Outro: fading radio static] I turn the dial back home And wonder what I missed.
