Patterns in the Noise

There's gotta be a reason You are missing something I think I got it Wait you're doing it again Patterns in the noise Streetlights drowning in the rainfall Golden halos on the glass I keep searching through reflections For a meaning built to last Every passing car feels distant Every silence breathes alive Am I trying to give things meaning Just to feel something inside I keep pulling threads for answers But they only multiply Every pattern leads to nowhere Every dead-end feels designed Building meaning from the fragments From these whispers in the void Every signal feels important Every silence paranoid Was it fate or just a choice Was it mine or someone's voice Or was I simply forcing shapes from random Patterns in the noise Dust is sleeping on old pictures Faces fading into white I keep searching through the moments For the things I left behind Every blurred-out shape feels sacred Every stain becomes a sign I'm stitching stories from old fragments Just to keep the past alive I keep pulling threads for answers But But But But But they only multiply Every pattern leads to nowhere Every dead-end feels designed Building meaning from the fragments From these whispers in the void Every signal feels important Every silence paranoid Was it fate or just a choice Was it mine or someone's voice Or was I simply forcing shapes from random Patterns in the noise You can almost touch the meaning You're this close Don't let it go Maybe truth was never hidden Somewhere buried in the signs Maybe all I really needed Was a pattern to survive Building meaning from the fragments From these whispers in the void Every signal feels important Every silence paranoid Was it fate or just a choice Was it mine or someone's voice Or was I simply forcing shapes from random Patterns in the noise Was it fate or just a choice Was it mine or someone's voice Or was I simply forcing shapes from random From random From random Patterns in the noise