The telegraph gave us hope Before was the silence and the panic it brought The sky was the blankest sheet We drew lines upon it so our thoughts could meet
Through cables black and cold We carry our intentions to bridge and bring home Would it all be so clear if the lines were erased And the silence restored?
Boys of today write lines on walls In streets at night, in suburbans of cities with no name Is this destruction or just quiet protests Against loneliness?
The car go lights in our lamps The weight is so heavy and this is all we know Our message will need a ship To travel across oceans that can't otherwise be crossed
It ondulates on the waves And crushes the water so we can be safe It ondulates on the waves And crushes the water so we can be safe
