Tear the Sky Awake

The radar turns on the iron roof
The city cools under quiet glass
A single frequency cuts the dark
Four in the morning along the coast

The satellites align in rows
They measure every breath we take
A needle swings across the dial
The current searches for an exit

Stand against the falling light
Tear the cables from the stone
We are louder than the grid
Running through the dead machines
Nothing keeps the morning down
We will tear the sky awake

The shadows stretch across the yard
The copper lines begin to glow
A hand is steady on the switch
The signal rises through the dust

The satellites align in rows
They measure every breath we take
A needle swings across the dial
The current searches for an exit

Stand against the falling light
Tear the cables from the stone
We are louder than the grid
Running through the dead machines
Nothing keeps the morning down
We will tear the sky awake

No wall of glass can hold the heat
No locked horizon keeps the sun
The pulse is rising from the deep
A million voices find the wire

Stand against the falling light
Tear the cables from the stone
We are louder than the grid
Running through the dead machines
Nothing keeps the morning down
We will tear the sky awake