Receiver Hum

[Verse 1]
The condensation on the glass of the 240 back to yours.
The hum of the fridge a minor third beneath the unspoken words.
The way your keys sound when you drop them in that wee blue dish.
The after-image of a traffic light, a final, silent wish.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the space where I almost asked you
What we're building on this fault-line
Switches on another circuit
Pulls another copper wire tight

[Chorus]
But I’m feeling it now, this fierce kind of bright
A city inside me, all power and light
Yeah, I'm feeling it now, against all the rain
This feeling’s the reason, again and again.

[Verse 2]
The pattern the salt makes on the pavement outside the chippy.
"Tuesday, just past midnight," the timestamp on the photo you sent me.
You said, "mind the step" and your breath made a cloud against the cold.
A story in the lines of your palm I never got brave enough to hold.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the space where I almost asked you
What we're building on this fault-line
Switches on another circuit
Pulls another copper wire tight

[Chorus]
But I’m feeling it now, this fierce kind of bright
A city inside me, all power and light
Yeah, I'm feeling it now, against all the rain
This feeling’s the reason, again and again.

[Bridge]
And all the quiet questions hang
Like motorway lamps in the haze
A constellation of the things
We’ll never get around to say.

[Outro]
Again and again.
This feeling's the reason.