Radio That Catches Tomorrow

[Verse 1]
The dial's got teeth marks, the casing split in two
I shake it and the weather talks in somebody else's blue
No station IDs, no familiar little song
Just a voice from next November saying, “You were wrong—and you held on.”

[Pre-Chorus]
My hands still shake; the wires still spark
I let the signal cross the dark

[Chorus]
I am the radio that catches tomorrow
Bent antenna, crooked tune
I don't need to mend every fault before I follow
There's a message coming through
All my static, all my strange notes
Find a place inside the song
I am not a thing to fix before the future carries on

[Verse 2]
A forecast from a kitchen where I've never stood before
Says the chipped part of my voice will turn a key inside a door
I keep the loose screw rattling, let the bad ground hum
If the broadcast knows my name, then let it say it how I've become

[Pre-Chorus]
My hands still shake; the wires still spark
I let the signal cross the dark

[Chorus]
I am the radio that catches tomorrow
Bent antenna, crooked tune
I don't need to mend every fault before I follow
There's a message coming through
All my static, all my strange notes
Find a place inside the song
I am not a thing to fix before the future carries on

[Bridge]
Maybe the voice is mine
From a day I haven't earned
Maybe the map is wrong
But the dial still turns

[Final Chorus]
I am the radio that catches tomorrow
Bent antenna, crooked tune
I don't need to mend every fault before I follow
There's a message coming through
All my static, all my strange notes
Find a place inside the song
I am not a thing to fix—
The future's already on