“Static in the Weather”
Verse 1
Sirens learning harmony with ice cream trucks,
Headlines tap-dance on my coffee cup.
Maps are folding wrong, north forgot its shoes,
Everyone’s an expert, nobody reads the news.
Pre-Chorus
My phone vibrates like a trapped cicada,
Truth wears filters, lies wear Prada.
Chorus
It’s static in the weather, confetti in the rain,
Goldfish memory, long-term pain.
We scroll, we pray, we meme, we march,
Lighting matches in a gasoline park.
Sing it crooked, sing it loud,
The world’s on shuffle, no skip allowed.
Verse 2
Markets do yoga, bend till they scream,
Dreams get monetized, sold in a stream.
Leaders speak fluent fog machine,
Apologies preloaded, factory clean.
Bridge
Clock’s got hiccups, time won’t behave,
We clap for heroes, forget their names.
Algorithms hum lullabies,
Tuck us in with customized lies.
Chorus
It’s static in the weather, confetti in the rain,
Borrowed tomorrow, interest on blame.
We build, we burn, we hashtag hope,
Tie a knot in a fraying rope.
Sing it crooked, sing it loud,
The world’s on shuffle, no skip allowed.
Breakdown
Boom—newsflash—wait—correction—
Sponsored outrage, limited edition.
Breathe in fear, exhale a brand,
Hands in the air, head in the sand.
Verse 3
Kids teach kindness through cracked screens,
Elders whisper, “We’ve seen these scenes.”
Seeds in concrete, still trying to grow,
Love does pushups in the undertow.
Outro
So hum through the chaos, off-key, alive,
Pass the mic to the stranger, let hope drive.
If the map is on fire and the stars are a crowd,
Sing it crooked, sing it loud.
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