The Signal
Alexander Kirk
You can hear it just below the blowing wind
Feel it in the nerves beneath your skin
Catch a glimpse as you drift away at night
But you can't decode the meaning inside
Distant shrieking sets your teeth on edge
The doctors say it's all in your head
Flickering in the pixels of your screen
See it in the sunset as the sky is flashing green
The signal is coming through
The signal is coming for you
Raindrops drum against the window pane
Drawing familiar shapes you can't explain
On the wires and the airwaves you can't get away
And you can't figure out what the signal conveys
The signal is coming through
The signal is coming for you
Do you hear it?
Do you feel it?
