STATIC

I woke up on the wrong side
Not feeling quite myself
I even thought of knocking
That alarm right off the shelf

Instead I switched it over
To put music in my ears
I spun that dial forever
The only thing that came in clear ... was Static

I feel like I am slipping
And never so alone
Starving for connection
I'm reaching for the phone

I dialed the operator
So that I could place a call
But through that cold receiver
The only sound at all ... was Static

All that's coming through to me is ... Static
In on every frequency is ... Static

There is chaos in the universe
Confusion in my brain
The forecast calls for starlight
I can't see through all this rain

Another wasted search probe
Sent through the atmosphere
I'll monitor the signal
But all I seem to hear ... is SSSSSSSSSSStatic

All that's coming through to me is ... Static
In on every frequency is ... Static

Copyright 2010 by Karl Konrad Werne

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