Ink on yellow paper sheets
Heavy air and concrete heat
Copper wires and rusted gears
Waiting here for thirty years
Turn the dial a little right
Searching for a spark of light
Hold the signal in my hand
Crossing over desert sand
Call me from the deep below
Where the frozen currents flow
Keep the frequency in line
Until the silver stars align
Coffee in a plastic cup
Wait for someone to wake up
Cardboard boxes stacked in rows
Where the hidden record goes
Turn the dial a little right
Searching for a spark of light
Hold the signal in my hand
Crossing over desert sand
Call me from the deep below
Where the frozen currents flow
Keep the frequency in line
Until the silver stars align
Metal desks and humming light
Keeping watch throughout the night
Fingerprints on every page
Like a bird inside a cage
Break the seal and clear the air
Find a voice that's actually there
Cut the noise and kill the hum
Wait for better days to come
Call me from the deep below
Where the frozen currents flow
Keep the frequency in line
Until the silver stars align
Clock is ticking on the wall
Waiting for a distant call
Type the code and send it fast
Make the lonely moment last
Call me from the deep below
Where the frozen currents flow
Keep the frequency in line
Until the silver stars align
Signal clear and loud.
Static in the vault.
