Black coffee in a plastic cup
The sun is just about to wake up
I flip the switch and turn the dial
I haven't seen a soul for a mile
The needle jumps across the plate
I'm calling out and praying it's late
The desert wind begins to moan
I'm sitting here all on my own
Static on the wire tonight
Searching for a distant light
Casting out a silver line
Hoping that the stars align
The dashboard clock is ticking slow
I watch the amber headlights glow
A lonely road of cracked concrete
Where salt and burning asphalt meet
The needle jumps across the plate
I'm calling out and praying it's late
The desert wind begins to moan
I'm sitting here all on my own
Static on the wire tonight
Searching for a distant light
Casting out a silver line
Hoping that the stars align
I hear a voice from Vegas town
A ghost that refuses to drown
He asks me if the rain has come
I answer with a steady hum
Static on the wire tonight
Searching for a distant light
Casting out a silver line
Hoping that the stars align
Old maps are torn across the fold
A story that was never told
The cacti stand like frozen men
Until the radio sings again
Static on the wire tonight
Searching for a distant light
Casting out a silver line
Hoping that the stars align
My fingertips are numb and cold
The copper cables turning gold
I send a signal through the haze
Lost inside a shimmering maze
Static on the wire tonight
Searching for a distant light
Casting out a silver line
Hoping that the stars align
Just a signal in the air
Someone out there, anywhere
Static on the wire.
