Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I carved a vow in a radio hush,
static like ash on a pilgrim’s brush.
City-heart ticking in a box of bone,
every sweet lie tastes copper and ozone.
I kept your signal under my tongue,
old world, young world, speaking in one.
I don’t need maps where the halo bends—
I’ve got a drum and a pack of friends.

[Chorus]
Crosstalk covenant, bleed through the wall,
name in the feedback, answer the call.
If the night misquotes us, let it be wrong—
we’ll tune the error till it sings like a song.
Crosstalk covenant, splice me to you,
two beats apart, one rhythm true.

[Verse 2]
Gravel and gold in the backbeat rain,
psalm-coded drill in a freight-train chain.
Banjo sequencer, serif of dust,
angel of firmware, sword made of trust.
I break my bread with the hum of the pole,
streetlamp gospel saving my soul.
Count off the dead, count off the born—
same long breath in a different form.

[Chorus]
Crosstalk covenant, bleed through the wall,
name in the feedback, answer the call.
If the night misquotes us, let it be wrong—
we’ll tune the error till it sings like a song.
Crosstalk covenant, splice me to you,
two beats apart, one rhythm true.

[Bridge]
If I vanish mid-phrase, don’t grieve—
hold the downbeat, I’ll arrive between leaves.
If the sky forgets the color of flame,
we’ll paint it with thunder and borrow your name.

[Breakdown]
Breathe in wire, breathe out light,
kiss me once where the worlds unite.

[Chorus]
Crosstalk covenant, bleed through the wall,
name in the feedback, answer the call.
If the night misquotes us, let it be wrong—
we’ll tune the error till it sings like a song.
Crosstalk covenant, splice me to you,
two beats apart, one rhythm true.

[Outro]
When the saints go marching at 120 Hz,
we’ll step between hurts and heal the converts.