Paroles: Brakes. The Beatific Visions. Mobile Communication.

I can't read your semaphore
You're too far away
Your signal's fallen down
I can't trace you
Your outline has been erased now
I don't want to stand around here anymore

Mobile communication let me down again
It stands to reason we should be out here getting high
Instead of cracking up we could be seeing eye to eye
Mobile communication let me down again

I'm out here in the dark
Trying to connect, I need to reconnect
But these wishes on mechanical stars
Don't come true, they never seem to come true
I don't want to stand around here anymore