Static - Timecop1983, The Midnight

At the shoreline in a snowstorm

I was baptised like a newborn in the static

There was a voice inside a dream

Said «lift your head up, come up clean in the static

You were a wild thing

Pretending to be tame

I was a wild thing

Trapped inside a cage

I wasn’t looking for deliverance

When you walked in from the wilderness

I was yours and you were mine

But everything returns on time to the static

Though the circuit boards erased

Flashes of memories still remain in the static

In between the ones and zeroes

You will find me if you let go in the static

You were a wild thing

Pretending to be tame

I was a wild thing

Trapped inside a cage

I wasn’t looking for deliverance

When you walked in from the wilderness

I was yours and you were mine

But everything returns on time to the static