Every Signal Fades by Hollow Atlas<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />You were already up when I came down<br />The coffee on, the good cups out, no sound<br />I knew by the good cups — you knew too<br />We'd both been rehearsing what we'd have to do<br />You said I think we need to talk today<br />I said I know — and that was all the preamble<br />We sat across the table like a negotiation<br />Two people who loved each other past the gamble<br />[Pre-Chorus]<br />You said you'd been gone for longer than I knew<br />I said I know, I saw it, I held on<br />You said you tried to find your way back to me<br />I said I know<br />I said I know<br />I said I know<br />[Chorus]<br />Every signal fades<br />Every map goes dark eventually<br />Every signal fades<br />Even the ones we swore would always be<br />We built our cities, drew our latitude and light<br />We held the frequency through every hollow night<br />But every signal fades<br />And ours faded quietly<br />Every signal fades<br />[Verse 2]<br />You said you were sorry and I believed you<br />I said I was sorry and I meant it too<br />Because grief this clean can only come from loving<br />And we loved each other — that part was true<br />You cried first, then I did, then together<br />The kitchen full of everything we'd been<br />Two cartographers without a map between them<br />Standing in the country they had shared<br />[Pre-Chorus]<br />You said you didn't know how it had happened<br />I said I think it happens like the tide<br />You said you didn't want to be a ghost here<br />I said I know<br />I said I know<br />I said I know<br />[Chorus]<br />Every signal fades<br />Every map goes dark eventually<br />Every signal fades<br />Even the ones we swore would always be<br />We built our cities, drew our latitude and light<br />We held the frequency through every hollow night<br />But every signal fades<br />And ours faded quietly<br />Every signal fades<br />[Bridge]<br />We were good at this<br />We were good at us<br />We were cartographers<br />We were signal fires<br />We were cities made of trust<br />We were latitude<br />We were November light<br />We were something held<br />On an ordinary night<br />We were wide rooms<br />We were frequencies<br />We were everything<br />We were<br />[Final Chorus]<br />Every signal fades<br />Every map goes dark eventually<br />Every signal fades<br />Even the ones we swore would always be<br />We built our cities, drew our latitude and light<br />We held the frequency through every hollow night<br />But every signal fades<br />And ours faded quietly<br />Every signal fades<br />[Outro]<br /><br />
