Goodnight, Overseas Listener

Goodnight, overseas listener, Can you hear the city rise?

Tokyo is turning golden In the corner of your eyes.

I am standing by the console,

Hands above the glowing board.

Every song we sent across you Comes back brighter than before.

I can hear you through the morning,

I can feel the rhythm land.

There's a skyline in my speakers,

There's a signal in my hands.

I was lonely at the first song,

Now the room is full of light.

Keep the station on a little longer,

We can race the fading night.

Turn it up, the dawn is calling,

Turn it up, the coast is clear.

If the broadcast has to end now,

Let it end with us right here.

Goodnight, overseas listener, Don't let go

of the tune. We can ride the final frequency Past the morning,

past the moon. Goodnight,

Tokyo transmitter, Send the last light through the blue.

When the whole world starts to wake up,

I'll be singing back to you.

Traffic wakes beneath the tower,

First train flashes down the line.

Coffee steam and open shutters Catch the chorus right on time.

I can see the map between us,

Drawn in silver, drawn in sound.

Every ocean has a rhythm When the bass comes rolling round.

Here the street is still in moonlight,

But my heart is on your shore.

I can dance inside the distance,

I can ask for one song more.

Tell the DJ not to fade it,

Tell the sunrise not to wait.

We are strangers on a signal,

But the signal feels like fate.

Turn it up, the dawn is calling,

Turn it up, the coast is clear.

If the broadcast has to end now,

Let it end with us right here.

Goodnight, overseas listener, Don't let go of the tune.

We can ride the final frequency Past the morning,

past the moon. Goodnight,

Tokyo transmitter, Send the last light through the blue.

When the whole world starts to wake up,

I'll be singing back to you.

Are you ready for the daylight?

I am ready for the sound.

Can you feel the city lifting?

I can feel it coming round.

If the night becomes a memory,

Let the memory move our feet.

One more chorus for the signal,

One more fire in the beat.

Goodnight, overseas listener, Don't let go of the tune.

We can ride the final frequency Past the morning,

past the moon. Goodnight,

Tokyo transmitter, Send the last light through the blue.

When the whole world starts to wake up,

I'll be singing back to you.

Goodnight, overseas listener, This

is Tokyo shining through.

When the signal turns to sunrise,

I'll be singing back to you.