I am the cable in the wall
Watching the winter fog descend
I feel the heavy raindrops fall
Where the grey canal curves and bend
Hold the line until the signal breaks
Feel the shiver in the copper vein
Every spark is all the spirit takes
To keep the voice alive inside the rain
He brings his toolkit to the bridge
His fingers blue against the steel
He stands upon the frozen ridge
The kind of cold you only feel
Hold the line until the signal breaks
Feel the shiver in the copper vein
Every spark is all the spirit takes
To keep the voice alive inside the rain
He strips the casing with a blade
The salt is biting at his skin
A lonely promise that he made
Before the winter wind blew in
He hums a tune of old canal
A low vibration in the bone
The city is a hollow shell
And he is splicing wires alone
His knuckles crack like frozen glass
He stares into the murky green
He watches all the bicycles pass
The saddest man I've ever seen
Hold the line until the signal breaks
Feel the shiver in the copper vein
Every spark is all the spirit takes
To keep the voice alive inside the rain
He twists the copper tight and fast
He wipes the moisture from his eye
He knows the connection cannot last
Under a heavy leaden sky
Hold the line until the signal breaks
Feel the shiver in the copper vein
Every spark is all the spirit takes
To keep the voice alive inside the rain
Copper wire cold.
Splicing the cold.
Just hold the line.
