The windows disappeared behind us
But the voices stayed onboard
Soft beneath the ventilation
Coming through the metal floor
Echo sat across from Bram
With too many eyes in hers
She said, I remember every ending
But I never learned the words
One voice became a hundred
A hundred became rain
Every name the city buried
Started calling us again
Still answering
Even after all these years
Still answering
Through the static in our ears
You can cut the wire
You can tear the whole line down
But the ones you tried to silence
Are still answering now
Still here
Still here
Still answering
Bram heard someone through the speaker
Breathing slow between the noise
Not a message, not a warning
Just the shape of one old voice
He pressed both hands against the radio
Like he could hold her there
Then he said her name so quietly
Even grief forgot to stare
I never stopped listening
I know
Every memory has a frequency
Every loss still leaves a sound
Still answering
Even after all these years
Still answering
Through the static in our ears
You can cut the wire
You can tear the whole line down
But the ones you tried to silence
Are still answering now
Maybe healing is not silence
Maybe peace is not the end
Maybe love is hearing someone
And still choosing to respond
Still answering
Let the whole dead city hear
Still answering
We were never disappearing
You can cut the wire
You can burn the stations down
But the ones you tried to silence
Are still answering now
Still here
Still here
Still answering now
I know