Static Ghost

[Verse 1]
My old Motorola glowed in the cab of the truck.
The screen felt warm the August before the flood.
My thumbprint smudged the green button, a greasy moon.
I had the words all lined up to fix the ruin.
But I just sat there, listening to the engine tick.

[Chorus]
(Female Vocalist)
And the static ghost stayed in my hands
Couldn't build a future on shifting sands

[Verse 2]
Last Tuesday, I saw a woman with your same coat.
It's been ten years, I still caught the lie in my throat.
I remembered you saying, past the splintered door frame,
"It's just a house, Otis. We can build another one just the same."
Some truths are just bad timber, they rot where they stand.

[Chorus]
(Female Vocalist)
And the static ghost stayed in my hands
Couldn't build a future on shifting sands

[Bridge]
That unsent message is a joint that never set right.
Just a hairline fault line glowing in the digital night.

[Outro]
(Female Vocalist)
Static ghost...
...in my hands.