Lyric

Attention, Berlin at midnight

Silver trains humming in blue light

Postcard skyline, razor clean

Everyone starring in their own small scene

Dial the number, let it ring

Say something sharp, say anything

We talk in codes and café smoke

Every promise half a joke

We’re calling out across the roofs

Trading alibis and truths

Radar hearts in neon rooms

Dancing on economic booms

Attention, city on display

Teach me how to look that way

Chin up high, eyes half closed

Every feeling decomposed

Taxi meters ticking time

Cheap perfume and foreign wine

We kiss like actors off a screen

Stylish, distant, evergreen

We’re broadcasting velvet lies

Under continental skies

Signal strong but meaning thin

Let the transmission pull you in

Attention, listen close

To the static we love the most

If this is real, don’t interfere

The future’s fashionable here