[Verse 1]
I saw it hanging where the daylight died
No wings, no trail, just something moving sideways
Three little flashes, then it disappeared
I stood there staring, wondering why I felt it knew I was there
I used to think a light was just a light
Something burning in the distance
But then I learned what pulses can carry
And suddenly I started paying attention
[Pre-Chorus]
If a changing beam can carry a voice
Then silence ain't always silence
Maybe there's a language in the timing
Maybe we're missing what it's saying
[Chorus]
What if they're talking through the light?
What if every flash is more than what it seems?
No sound coming through the night
But something's riding on the beam
Maybe we're looking at a message
And calling it a star
What if they're talking through the light?
What if they've been talking all along?
[Verse 2]
Imagine sending music through a window
Nothing touching you but waves of light
A little change the eye can barely notice
Turns into a voice when something reads it right
So what about the ones that don't behave?
The ones that hover where they shouldn't
Blinking patterns nobody can explain
Then vanishing before we understand them
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm not saying that I know who's there
I'm only asking what we're seeing
If information can ride a beam
Then maybe there's more to those strange lights than meaning
[Chorus]
What if they're talking through the light?
What if every flash is more than what it seems?
No sound coming through the night
But something's riding on the beam
Maybe we're looking at a message
And calling it a star
What if they're talking through the light?
What if they've been talking all along?
[Bridge]
Count the flashes
Watch the spaces
Don't assume you know the language
One for this
Two for that
Or maybe something far beyond that
What if the answer isn't hidden?
What if it's right above our heads?
What if we're staring at the signal
But we never learned the words?
[Breakdown]
No voice.
No radio.
No sound.
Just light.
Changing.
Waiting.
[Final Chorus]
What if they're talking through the light?
And what if somehow they can hear us too?
What if every time we look up
Something up there looks back at you?
Maybe we're not alone here
Maybe we're just out of time
What if they're talking through the light?
[Outro]
I used to think a light was just a light.
Now I don't.
So tonight...
I'm watching the sky.
And counting.
