Isobar Message

[Verse 1]
The answering machine for the Breidablikk line just clicked on.
Sorry, it's uh... it's quarter past three, the fog is thick on Ring 1.
I was walking home from Blå and I heard an engine by the water,
and it had that same damn cough your old boat had in October.

[Chorus]
It's the same pressure drop, the same static hiss.
A contour line call that you're always gonna miss.
Yeah, the same pressure drop, the same static hiss.
Just an isobar message sealed with a kiss.

[Verse 2]
My hands still smell like someone else's smoke, the cold from the railing.
I think about that stupid fight, the long silence, the failing.
You said, "The sea keeps its own charts," and I think I get it now.
Every face on the dance floor tonight was just another shallow.

[Chorus]
It's the same pressure drop, the same static hiss.
A contour line call that you're always gonna miss.
Yeah, the same pressure drop, the same static hiss.
Just an isobar message sealed with a kiss.

[Bridge]
The compass on my desk just spins and spins.
Guess it's looking for a place where a true map begins.

[Chorus]
(Vocal pitched up a semitone)
It's the same pressure drop, the same static hiss!
A contour line call that you're always gonna miss!
Yeah, the same pressure drop, the same static hiss!
Just an isobar message sealed with a kiss!

(Music cuts out for 4 seconds)

[Outro]
Anyway. The gulls here sound wrong. Call me.