[Verse 1] Leaves come down like dropped frames, static where your voice used to be — I keep the porch light burning for a signal that won't reach me. [Instrumental Interlube] [Pre-Chorus] Every hour the frequency drifts, every hour you're a little less clear — [Chorus] Amber static, amber static, I can still see you through the haze, Amber static, amber static, holding on to a dying wave. [Instrumental Interlube] [Verse 2] October's a slow disconnect, the trees give up their color like a sign — I keep tuning, keep tuning, but the warmth is running out of time. [Instrumental Interlube] [Bridge] [sparse, almost spoken] Maybe some signals aren't meant to last the season — maybe I'm the only one still listening. [Instrumental Interlube] [Chorus] Amber static, amber static, I can still see you through the haze, Amber static, amber static, holding on to a dying wave. [Outro] [chorus fragment, fading, vocal pitched down slightly to feel like signal loss]
