You've got the right idea Let's stall out in mid air Too hard a thing to settle Plunge down, you're barely scraping by Cause if you ever tell me, "I'll need an answer from you now" The static in our signals will only serve to mute the sound Collect, compile, complete A list of ends to meet (Trail beads of water racing) And they may as well be strangers (Past rows of windows reeling) And we're taught not to talk to them Cause if you ever tell me, "I'll need an answer from you now" The static in our signals will only serve to mute the sound The static in our signals will only serve to mute the sound