Track 5 of the EP Cloud Chorus · 2011
Ship's Radio, Calling Soft
by Odalys Fern
“A radio room glowing green on a wide dark sea. I wanted the last voice on the record to sound like it was calling from very far away.”
psychedelic · psychedelic folk · choral drone · 3:58
Lyrics
In the radio room the dials glow green The ocean is wide and the night is clean I tap a message to the sleeping sky Is anyone listening as the waves go by The captain dreams below the deck A thousand miles of silver on the wreck of the moon My headphones hum a distant song A voice from far away, saying hold on Calling soft, calling soft Across the water, across the dark If you can hear me, answer slow I am out here, and so are you, I know A lighthouse winks along the shore Another ship goes passing by once more We trade a hello through the static rain Strangers on the sea, and none of us in pain Calling soft, calling soft Across the water, across the dark If you can hear me, answer slow I am out here, and so are you, I know Waves keep time, waves keep time Every signal finds a shore in the end Waves keep time, waves keep time Every lonely voice has a friend Calling soft, calling soft Across the water, across the dark If you can hear me, answer slow I am out here, and so are you, I know Calling soft, calling soft I am out here, and so are you