Film wound tight in shaking hands
Spanish moss on rusted wire
Shutter clicks on drowning lands
Frequency catches fire
Knobs turn slow in humid dark
Static lifts like morning fog
Transmitter sparks an unseen spark
Signal finds the hollow log
Bayou frequency come in clear
Night operator I am here
Fuzz guitars on cypress trees
Drowning out the memories
Tubes glow warm in wooden shack
Morse code taps on porch rail wood
Cicadas chant the sideband back
Distance understood for good
Knobs turn slow in humid dark
Static lifts like morning fog
Transmitter sparks an unseen spark
Signal finds the hollow log
Bayou frequency come in clear
Night operator I am here
Fuzz guitars on cypress trees
Drowning out the memories
Flashbulb pops in mangrove roots
Antenna sways in gulf wind breeze
Camera captures drowning shoots
Radio sings through cypress knees
Voltage spikes and transformers blow
But the signal holds its line
Two voices where the bayous flow
Static turns to clear and fine
Bayou frequency come in clear
Night operator I am here
Fuzz guitars on cypress trees
Drowning out the memories
Film develops in red dark light
Contact logged and confirmed tonight
Negative strips turn positive bright
Fear and distance fade from sight
Bayou frequency come in clear
Night operator I am here
Fuzz guitars on cypress trees
Drowning out the memories
Bayou frequency come in clear
Night operator I am here
Signal holds through cypress hush
Two voices in the dusk
