Echoes of the Broadcast

[Pre-Chorus]
We dance through static where the whispers fade
A symphony of shadows in the neon haze
Each face a fleeting moment in the waves
A silent crowd beneath the city's gaze

[Chorus - harmonies]
In the electric hum of a fading signal
We're just echoes caught in the broadcast
A thousand voices, a thousand tales
Dancing in the glow of the fading light