

Piano line pulls forward
Bass walks under me
I left the town behind
But not the need
Road signs lose their meaning
Windows turn to black
Every mile keeps asking
What I want back
Then a song comes through
With a voice I know
Not saying where to turn
Just saying don’t let go
Carry me over the wire
Carry me over the road
Send that warm little rhythm
Where my feet forgot to go
Carry me through the midnight
Carry me through the wrong
I don’t need an answer
I just need the song
I kept moving farther
Just to feel in charge
But distance has a hunger
And the night gets large
There’s a room I can picture
There’s a chair by the door
There’s a sound from the kitchen
I remember more and more
Then the chorus opens
Like a hand on glass
Not pulling me backward
Just letting me pass
Carry me over the wire
Carry me over the road
Send that warm little rhythm
Where my feet forgot to go
Carry me through the midnight
Carry me through the wrong
I don’t need an answer
I just need the song
Let the station find me
Let the low end turn
Let the old keys teach me
What I did not learn
If the street keeps changing
If the signs go cold
Let the music take me
Where I still know
Carry me over the wire
Carry me over the road
Send that warm little rhythm
Where my feet forgot to go
Carry me through the midnight
Carry me through the wrong
I don’t need an answer
I just need the song
Broadcast Me Home
- Lyricist
Nollis Fen
- Composer
Nollis Fen
- Producer
Elias Bront
- Vocals
Nollis Fen

Listen to Broadcast Me Home by Nollis Fen
Streaming / Download
- 1
Low Beam Radio
Nollis Fen
- 2
Keep the Station On
Nollis Fen
- 3
No Map, Just Music
Nollis Fen
- 4
Harbor in the Speaker
Nollis Fen
- 5
Needle Toward Home
Nollis Fen
- 6
Porchlight Groove
Nollis Fen
- ⚫︎
Broadcast Me Home
Nollis Fen
- 8
Streetlights Can't Reach Here
Nollis Fen
- 9
Follow the Bassline Home
Nollis Fen
- 10
Light on the Airwaves
Nollis Fen
- 11
Leave the Last Chorus On
Nollis Fen
Light on the Airwaves is an analog soul / bedroom funk album about music becoming a small guide for someone drifting through the night
A voice spilling from an old speaker, a low bassline moving like a pulse, a little warmth left in the room
These songs do not offer clear answers or dramatic rescue
Instead, they glow quietly through the air, telling the listener that there is still somewhere to return to
Nollis Fen's voice does not erase the dark
It stays lit inside it, soft and steady enough to lead someone home
