The information
Off the satelite
Clouded broken signal
Static cleans to the line
Here comes the ricochet
If that's the word you say
To fall above you
Underneath whats true
Only half through
Searching for a view
Faded resolution
Nothing you can do
Taste the air creation
It never had control
Here comes the ricochet
If that's the word you say
The information
Off the satelite
Clouded broken signal
Static cleans to the line