No Signal/No Complaints

These days I don't look back

All my fears are gone

I don't care

They're in a box in my head

Like the one I keep in my room

These days

After all I've been through...

Say something anything anyone

Airtime's been stolen like a robber stole a gun

Thoughts and locations recording it

I became backward retreated I am gone

Oh dear I'm in a dead spot

Oh dear I'm in a dead spot

And the company despairs

No signal / no complaints

Giant estate cars descend on us

Crawling bacteria from where I have just come

Acres of pylons provoking me

Just for one second I thought of it's damage

Oh dear I'm in a dead spot

Oh dear I'm in a dead spot

And the company despairs

No signal / no complaints

I'm only here for the weekend

Then I'll rejoin

Rejoin the human race

No signal no appointments