Lyric

The winter air is fading slow

A whisper underneath the snow

Something moves beyond the grey

Calling me into the day

Petals drift through empty streets

A silent rhythm underneath

The city wakes in shades of blue

A signal breaking softly through

The wires hum above the trees

The river carries memories

Every light begins to bend

Toward a season without end

I can feel it in the air

A distant voice is everywhere

No language, only knowing

A tide before the tide

Spring signal

Calling through the atmosphere

Spring signal

Drawing every shadow near

From the places left behind

To the edge of changing time

Spring signal

You are calling me to life

Glass reflections shimmer gold

Stories written in the grain

Of wood and bone and windowpane

Footsteps reading morning rain

Like a text they can't explain

Every blossom holds a trace

Of forgotten time and place

Every ending leaves a door

Leading somewhere never known before

I can feel it in the air

A distant voice is everywhere

Neither absence nor arrival

Just the turning of the light

Spring signal

Calling through the atmosphere

Spring signal

Drawing every shadow near

From the places left behind

To the edge of changing time

Spring signal

You are calling me to life

Between the satellites and trees

Between the rivers and the screens

A thousand worlds begin to rise

Like colors hidden in the light

The earth remembers every name

Though nothing ever stays the same

The season turns

The current flows

And through the silence

Something grows

Let me fall

Like pollen through the afternoon

Let me fall

Into whatever comes too soon

Spring signal

Calling through the atmosphere

Spring signal

Drawing every shadow near

Through the gardens of the sky

Through the echoes passing by

Spring signal

You are calling me to life

Petals falling

Circuits glowing

A new season begins