Nails on a chalkboard
A dream and then, I see your face again
Words you were singing
Years ago, it feels like yesterday
But I'm coming around
I can only get the sweet little sound of white noise
Can you hear me through the static
White noise
Put your brain on automatic
Late in the evening
I'm out again, looking for a friend
Lost in the music
And in the den, I hear your voice again
500 watts, ain't no wonder that my ears are shot
From the sound of white noise
Can you hear me through the static
White noise
Put your brain on automatic
Nails on a chalkboard
I dream and then, I see your face again
Words you were singing
Years ago, it feels like yesterday