Break The Signal

(Verse 1)

The ceiling fan is spinning like a broken thought

Counting every shadow that the moonlight caught

You’re wearing that heavy armor, made of "I’m okay"

While the color in the room just bleeds to grey

I know the volume’s up inside your head

And you’re hanging by a single, silver thread

But silence is a weight that you weren't meant to carry

And the monsters in the quiet aren't that scary

(Chorus)

So break the signal, cut the noise

You don’t have to find a perfect voice

Just a whisper, just a hand

There are people here who understand

You’re not a burden, you’re not a ghost

The ones who love you need you most

It’s okay to crack, it’s okay to fall

There’s someone waiting on the other side of the wall.

(Verse 2)

You think you’re on an island in a digital sea

Looking at the screens, thinking "Why isn't it me?"

But the highlight reels are just a clever disguise

For the same kind of hollow behind different eyes

You don't need a map to find your way back out

You just need a breath to clear away the doubt

There’s a chair across the table, a voice on the phone

A million different ways to not be alone.

(Bridge)

It’s not a weakness to admit the tide is high

It’s not a failure just because you have to cry

The bravest thing that you could ever do

Is letting someone else walk through this with you

(Melodic, slightly dissonant, building into a hopeful resolution)

(Chorus)

So break the signal, cut the noise

You don’t have to find a perfect voice

Just a whisper, just a hand

There are people here who understand

You’re not a burden, you’re not a ghost

The ones who love you need you most

It’s okay to crack, it’s okay to fall

There’s someone waiting on the other side of the wall.

(Outro)

(The heavy distortion drops away, leaving only a steady, rhythmic pulse)

You don’t need the words to be poetic or deep

Just let the secret out that you’ve been trying to keep

The static is clearing, the signal is true

There’s a seat at the table waiting for you.

Yeah, just reach out...

We’re right here.

(Final chord rings out and slowly decays)