[Verse] Crackling through the midnight haze, Whispers crawl in ghostly waves. Old preacher’s voice, a fading spark, Lost inside this static dark. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes bounce off rusted steel, Words like shadows, sharp and real. Hold the line, don’t let it fade, In this warehouse dream we made. [Chorus] Can you hear me through the noise? Breaking silence, breaking poise. Static dreams in neon glow, I’m the signal that you know. Can you hear me through the noise? Hold me close, I’m your choice. Floating in this endless hum, Old preacher, I’m not done. [Verse] Fingers trace the wire’s spine, Whispers twist in perfect time. No clear light, just amber tones, Haunted by forgotten phones. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes crawl beneath the skin, Secrets tucked in spaces thin. Don’t let go, the night’s still young, Feel the choir of hidden tongues. [Chorus] Can you hear me through the noise? Breaking silence, breaking poise. Static dreams in neon glow, I’m the signal that you know. Can you hear me through the noise? Hold me close, I’m your choice. Floating in this endless hum, Old preacher, I’m not done. [Bridge] Silent prayers in broken code, Reverb twisted, tales untold. Through the friction, through the fight, I am breaking through the night. [Chorus] Can you hear me through the noise? Breaking silence, breaking poise. Static dreams in neon glow, I’m the signal that you know. Can you hear me through the noise? Hold me close, I’m your choice. Floating in this endless hum, Old preacher, I’m not done. [Outro] Crackling through the midnight haze, Whispers fade but never stray. I am here, I’m still alive— Old preacher’s voice survives.