Fading Cordstreeks

We used to talk until the morning light

Now we just pass like shadows in the hall

You leave your keys upon the counter top

No words are left between us anymore

The signal's dropping low

I watch the colors go

Are we just letting go?

Static on the wire,

we are fading out

Losing all the heat that we were built about

Yeah, the line is quiet and the screen is cold

Slipping right out of the hand I used to hold I

see you online but you're miles away

A thousand pictures that we never trace

We became strangers with a shared address

Just trying to organize the quiet mess

Can we reboot it?

Can we find the spark?

Or are we destined to get lost in the dark? (ohhh)

Static on the wire,

we are fading out

Losing all the heat that we were built about Yeah,

the line is quiet and the screen is cold

Slipping right out of the hand I used to hold Fading out

We're fading out (hummmm)