The air up there is crowded crazy static in the sky
With multitudes of voices flying swifter than the eye
Could ever see to speak, catch them up and reason with the din





And now at night when I'm trying to sleep my head is caving inŠ

Give me your frequency

Right where I want to be

It's strange to feel resistance this compression of the air

The sounds that fill the silence are now floating everywhere
And I can't disconnect from this effect, the level's much too high
And now at night when I'm trying to sleep my head is caving in.


It's automatic with you