Track Insight / Lyrics
In San Francisco's misty light,
Amid the pier's bucket luminescence,
A radio shack stood, worn and high,
My solitary abode, no Technicolor dreams.
Weathered lighthouse keeper, or so it seemed,
Secretly a radio operator in my dreams.
Fires of Broadcast towerin' over the night,
I'd twirl my drums and tune my voice right.
Electro dreams in neon silhouette,
Whispers of the past calling out to me,
In my rusty shack where signals Say Hey,
I'll catch your frequency, my love, tonight.
Scraped and salty, 'cross the grey,
In neon puddles, synths come out to play,
Ghosts of Baumgartner and Kraftwerk too,
In my mind, their beats I woo.
I long to hear your hummin' tone,
Getting closer, it's starting to show,
I'll catch your wave, my love, hook and go,
As electro dreams reignite our zone.
Electro dreams in neon silhouette,
Whispers of the past calling out to me,
In my rusty shack where signals Say Hey,
I'll catch your frequency, my love, tonight.
Kraftwerk's Motorik brings us near,
A motorik rush that banishes all fear,
Underneath the city lights aglow,
Our signals intertwine, heart to heart, yo!
In this urban dance beneath the sky,
Our electro dreams forever fly.
Electro dreams in neon silhouette,
Whispers of the past calling out to me,
In my rusty shack where signals Say Hey,
I'll catch your frequency, my love, tonight.
Fade to black, static's crackle, quiet night,
My broadcasts ride the San Francisco light,
Until the next call from your distant shore,
When our electro dreams will pulse once more.
