Frequencies - The Nearly Deads

Staring into static

Combing through the atmosphere

I lost your frequency

But it was coming through so clear to me

Find you on the other side

A dream so real I swear I died

Stepped away without a trace

A tragedy, a fall from grace

Am I getting through to you?

I’ve been screaming into emptiness

Trying to find the truth

If you’re out there waiting, listening

I am too

Am I getting through to you?

Running out of minutes in the day

Desperate for a soul facing away

I’m calling out «Is everything okay?»

'Cause all I hear are echoes in this place

Am I getting through to you?

I’ve been screaming into emptiness

Trying to find the truth

If you’re out there waiting, listening

I am too

Am I getting through to you?

(Am I getting through) to you?

I’ve been screaming into emptiness

Trying to find the truth

If you’re out there waiting, listening

I am too

Am I getting through to you?

(Am I getting through to you?)

(Am I getting through to you?)

(Am I getting through to you?)

(Am I getting through to you?)