Signal Through the Noise

The night hums low like a transformer, buzzing under bones,

Streetlights blink like nerves that never found a home.

I talk brave till my echo proves me wrong,

Paper-thin armor, thunder in my lungs.

You catch my breath before I drop it through the floor,

Say, “take the hit, don’t take the war.”

If I slip from the ledge of my better voice,

Trace my name in the static—don’t let go.

Be my signal through the noise,

When the sky turns down its lights.

Pull me back from breaking poise,

Hold me steady, hold me right.

If the ground forgets my step, and every truth feels void,

Be my signal—be my voice—through the noise.

I’ve carried clocks that never learned to tell the time,

Chasing dawns that swore they’d draw a cleaner line.

I’ve loved hard with both hands shaking at the seams,

Held on to sparks like they were gasoline.

You map my faults like starlight across a bruise,

Teach my shadows how to choose.

If I fall where the dark keeps score of boys,

Call me back by the name I’m fighting for.

Be my signal through the noise,

When the rain writes over roads.

Pull me back from breaking poise,

Lift the weight I can’t unload.

If the ground forgets my step, and every truth feels void,

Be my signal—be my voice—through the noise.

Meet me at the fault lines, where the heartbeats misalign,

Count me in to cadence, one more borrowed lifeline.

Let the piano find the prayer my mouth can’t form,

Let the kick drum be the thunder after storm.

I’ll trade my fear for breath, my doubt for open hands,

I’ll stitch my name to hope with louder, brighter bands.

If I fade to grayscale, pull color from the void—

Call me living, call me yours, call me noise-destroyed.

Through the noise—(hold the line)

Through the noise—(I’m alive)

Through the noise—(name me light)

Through the noise—(bring me back tonight)

Be my signal through the noise,

Turn the whisper into flame.

Pull me close, reset my poise,

Say the truth and say my name.

If the ground forgets my step, I’ll meet your steady voice—

You’re my signal, you’re my choice—through the noise.

When the world goes quiet in the loudest way,

I will find you, and I will stay.