Your voice is an echo lantern swinging in the rain
It flickers through the static, calling out my name
I follow every shimmer down the alley’s spine
A fading signal guiding me to what was mine
There’s a rhythm in the silence where your shadow used to stay
I catch the broken frequencies and let them play
Your absence hums like radio beneath the city’s skin
I tune the dial to memory and let the night begin
Echo lantern, fading signals in the dark
We follow every flicker like a fragile spark
Your light dissolves but still it shows the way
Fading signals teach me how to stay
Streetcars hum like lullabies across the empty tracks
I keep your voice in headphones, never giving back
Your laugh was once a beacon in the quiet of my chest
Now it’s just a frequency that never comes to rest
The city breathes in static, a chorus made of steel
I catch the undertones that tell me what is real
Your silence is a broadcast I can’t help but receive
I keep the channel open, refusing to believe
Echo lantern, fading signals in the dark
We follow every flicker like a fragile spark
Your light dissolves but still it shows the way
Fading signals teach me how to stay
We’ll tape the fragments to the walls until they glow
A secret archive of the things we’ll never show
If distance is distortion, I’ll learn to bend the tone
If absence is a signal, I’ll keep it as my own
We’ll broadcast tiny kindnesses across the midnight air
I’ll catch them in my headphones, proof that you still care
Echo lantern, fading signals remain
We’ll hum them softly till the morning comes again
Fading signals, fading light, fading song
I’ll carry them forever, humming softly as they’re gone