No Signal Left

No Signal Left Standing on the asphalt outside the venue doors Listening to the hum of the electronic floors Everyone inside is synced up to the beam Drinking down the data, living in the stream I’ve got grease on my hands and an analog mind But the frequency they’re running left me far behind I’m dialing up the numbers that I used to know But the wires in the walls have started melting in the glow The screen is flashing bright but the line is dead A million notifications that I never read The static’s getting cold The frequency is gone There’s no signal left on the telephone wire They burned down the tower just to feed the fire I’m standing in the dark with a hand on the glass Watching all the ghosts of the old world pass Out of the loop, out of the light No signal left in the dead of the night They rewrote the language while I was asleep Now the words don’t fit the dirt that’s on my hands or on my feet You gotta wear the badge, you gotta join the line If you want to keep the piece of you they haven’t renamed But my boots are full of concrete and my lungs are full of dust And your digital salvation turns to rust I’m just a low man standing in the service stair While the building keeps on talking in the air The screen is flashing bright but the line is dead A million notifications that I never read The receiver’s getting heavy The dial tone sighs There’s no signal left on the telephone wire They burned down the tower just to feed the fire I’m standing in the dark with a hand on the glass Watching all the ghosts of the old world pass Out of the loop, out of the light No signal left in the dead of the night There’s no signal left on the telephone wire They burned down the tower just to feed the fire I’m standing in the dark with a hand on the glass Watching all the ghosts of the old world pass Out of the loop, out of the light No signal left No signal left The room won’t answer.