Sculpting the Exodus

Is the signal fading?
Or are my ears betraying
What we had yesterday?

And everyone is racing
To become her first
Drown out the thirst
Through all of the flickering
And all of the feelings
The signal goes on repeating

Don't call it lover's lane
Broken, looking back on everyone
The signal goes on repeating

The signal goes on repeating
The signal goes on repeating
The signal goes on repeating
The signal goes on repeating
The signal goes on repeating
The signal goes on repeating
The signal goes on repeating