Radio Static

Some silence only arrives when the signal finally fades.
In “Radio Static”, the night stretches wide beyond the windshield,
while a broken frequency turns into something almost peaceful.

The song begins on an empty road —
where the skyline flickers in the rearview glass,
the radio bends between stations,
and the voices of yesterday disappear into the rain.

Then the noise begins to loosen.
The headlines fall away,
the phone loses its bars,
and the hum of the tires
becomes the only choir left to follow.

“Radio Static” is the moment between leaving and becoming.
It’s the sound of a tired mind turning down the world,
of distance becoming clarity,
and a restless soul learning
that not every silence is empty.

The dial turned low.
The asphalt rolling on.
A soft crackle in the dark.
And one fading signal
carrying him toward the light.