

(ahhhh) Static on the glass,
looking out the frame Nothing left to say,
nothing left to tame (mhmmm)
Spinning in the dust,
falling on my knees
Can you hear the hum
running through the trees?
Catch me if you want,
hold me if you can Running through the grid
of a broken plan
(yeah, yeah)
Lost inside the static,
lost inside the room
Waiting for the morning,
waiting for the bloom
We are only dust,
we are only hum (ahhhh)