Frequency

Frequency This is not a rescue signal This is not a warning This is just what was left When the tower went down No tower left No holy ground No one above No way around We buried the copper That cut through our hands Then dug it back up When the cold got bad We kept the shortwave Under blankets and dust Like an old blind dog That still knew our names We tried the old numbers We tried the old voices Nothing came back But weather and silence So we stopped waiting For something to answer Stopped looking up For a voice in the sleet Put our mouths directly To the broken wire And spoke With what was left We are the frequency now No signal above us No tower in the clouds We are the static We are the sound If anyone hears this We are still around We are the frequency now Not saved, not clean Just a wound in the wire Still learning to speak We carried our names Till our shoulders gave out Then dropped them in the gravel One by one I kept one tape I could never explain A scratched up voice Saying try it again We stopped asking What we were building toward Stopped keeping score Of what the damage meant Someone held the wire Someone held the door Someone started singing Just to prove there was breath No one is coming With clean hands No one is coming With keys No one is coming To name us No one is coming To leave We are the frequency now No signal above us No tower in the clouds We are the static We are the sound If anyone hears this We are still around We are the frequency now Not saved, not clean Just a wound in the wire Still learning to speak So we stopped waiting For something to answer Stopped looking up For a voice in the sleet Put our mouths directly To the broken wire And spoke With what was left We are the frequency now No signal above us No tower in the clouds We are the static We are the sound If anyone hears this We are still around We are the frequency now Not saved, not clean Just a wound in the wire Still learning to speak We are the frequency now No signal above us No tower in the clouds We are the static Just a wound in the wire Still learning to speak Just one more sound Before the—