Static in the Sheets

[Intro]
[Verse]
The dryer hums a low-key tune
Beneath a pale and paper moon
I stop halfway through a sleeve
With nothing left to believe
Just cotton piles on the floor
And shadows leaning on the door
[Pre-Chorus]
I find your zine beneath the stack
The ink is fading into black
A letter sent from way back
Tucked inside a paper crack
[Chorus]
Hazy light and tape hiss
Something small I might miss
Floating in the tea steam
Waking from a half-dream
Quiet in the hallway
Nothing left to say
Just a soft connection
In the wrong direction
[Post-Chorus]
(Instrumental warble)
In the wrong direction
(Tape crackle)
[Verse]
The mug is cold against my palm
A liquid kind of heavy calm
The fire escape is turning white
In the middle of the night
Frost is feathering the steel
Making everything feel real
[Pre-Chorus]
The trumpet echoes through the hall
Shadows dancing on the wall
Waiting for a sudden call
Watching every snowflake fall
[Chorus]
Hazy light and tape hiss
Something small I might miss
Floating in the tea steam
Waking from a half-dream
Quiet in the hallway
Nothing left to say
Just a soft connection
In the wrong direction
[Bridge]
I don't mind the wait at all
Even if the world feels small
Staples in the spine are rust
Gathering a little dust
I wonder where you’re sleeping now
Or if you made it out somehow
[Verse]
You wrote about the rainy street
And people that you used to meet
The handwriting is shaky lines
Like a set of secret signs
I turn the page and hold my breath
In this little living death
Just a ghost of someone known
On a frequency alone
[Chorus]
Hazy light and tape hiss
Something small I might miss
Floating in the tea steam
Waking from a half-dream
Quiet in the hallway
Nothing left to say
Just a soft connection
In the wrong direction
[Outro]