The White Noise - Flight Paths

In the white noise frequency

Filling up the spaces in between

If I could reach out

Pull the sun down

Carve through the clouds

Feel you right now

Right now

(Yeah)

I’ll find you somehow

Somehow

Hear the echo in the breeze

See a faint reflection in a dream

If I could reach out

Pull the sun down

Carve through the clouds

Feel you right now

Right now

(Yeah)

I’ll find you somehow

Somehow

(Yeah)

I’ll find you somehow

Somehow

Waves of feedback ringing out

Poor connection breaking up

Trapped in a static feed

Of emergency broadcasts to nobody

(Yeah)

I’ll find you somehow

Somehow