This sunlight cutting through the open fields can't be communicated by radio waves and through this flashlight keyhole memory receive a thousand signals and can't respond so keep your hands to yourself - relay the message to your friends that nothing's wrong. Reverse reception on this lifeless satellite push this button end the transmission. So keep your hands to yourself in this transit station reconnection to our lives. In transit like my voice cutting through this line. It's the same old song broadcasted on the radio saying i'm not worth your time end the transmission this absence is making relations come undone it's breaking air waves i'm losing you in the transmission.