Verse 1
Heavy steel. Exit door.
Leave the bass upon the floor.
Steam is rising from the grate.
Six a.m. behind the gate.
Tinnitus in stereo.
Nowhere left for us to go.
Cold wind on a sweat-soaked neck.
Walking off the signal wreck.
Pre-Chorus
Look up, the sky is white.
Strip the shadow from the sight.
Frequency begins to bend.
This is where the cycles end.
Chorus
Cathode drift
Cathode drift
Bleach the dark, take the shift
Sunlight hits the static eyes
Low-end dead against the sky
Cathode drift
Cathode drift
Cold ground under morning mist
Verse 2
Broken glass along the curb.
Silence that the cabs disturb.
Pupils wide against the glare.
Diesel exhaust in the air.
Jacket zipped against the chill.
Heart rate locked at peak-time still.
Shadows stretch across the lane.
Wipe the strobe out of the brain.
Pre-Chorus
Look up, the sky is white.
Strip the shadow from the sight.
Frequency begins to bend.
This is where the cycles end.
Chorus
Cathode drift
Cathode drift
Bleach the dark, take the shift
Sunlight hits the static eyes
Low-end dead against the sky
Cathode drift
Cathode drift
Cold ground under morning mist
Bridge
Night was pure.
Day is raw.
Reset under nature's law.
Kill the monitor. Kill the hum.
Wait until the shadows come.
Step forward into the grey.
Burn the wire. Face the day.
Chorus
Cathode drift
Cathode drift
Bleach the dark, take the shift
Sunlight hits the static eyes
Low-end dead against the sky
Cathode drift
Cathode drift
Cold ground under morning mist