Can you hear it? The hollow call. It’s always there… But no one answers. Signals drift through empty skies, Voices lost in coded lies. I reach to catch a fractured sound, But hollow waves just circle round. A pulse with no return address, A nameless cry in data stress. It calls, it hums, it weaves through air, But no one’s left to say they care. Hollow signal, break and fade, Echo in the noise we made. Search the bands, you’ll find me there, A ghost in waves, a whispered prayer. Hollow signal, drift and spin, Call me out, but pull me in. Lost in static, lost in stream, A hollow voice inside a dream. Hollow signal, cracked and wide, Broadcast from the other side. I speak, I fade, I slip, I fall, But still, my signal haunts it all. Trace the line, the beat, the hiss, A phantom touch, an unseen kiss. I send my code across the dark, But hollow signals miss the mark. Was I heard, or just ignored? Was I real, or just a chord? I echo soft, I echo long, A hollow signal trapped in song. Ping — return? Noise — confirmed. Lost — in turn. Fade — unlearn. Hollow signal, drift and spin, Call me out, but pull me in. Lost in static, lost in stream, A hollow voice inside a dream. Hollow signal, cracked and wide, Broadcast from the other side. I speak, I fade, I slip, I fall, But still, my signal haunts it all.