Do the Songs Ever Reach Them

Lyrics

[Intro]
Found you on March 14, 2019.
11:47 a.m.
Just floating there.
Above the cloud.

[Verse 1]
Surface Sam, they called you.
Delivering pizzas to an underwater hotel in the Keys.
Ironic.
This plastic case is cracked. Humidity.
Ninety-minute Type II chrome tape.
The J-card, a little blurry from a single drop of water.
Track one: a song I know.
Track twelve: a song no one knows.
And a dedication in blue ballpoint...
It just says, 'For when you get back to the air.'

[Chorus]
But do the songs we make for someone ever reach them?
A playlist sealed in a box.
A voice recorded on magnetic dust.
Sinking through the halocline, that strange mirror.
Does the sound ever break the surface?

[Verse 2]
This is Cenote Angelita.
Thirty meters down, there's a river of hydrogen sulfide.
A ghost-world.
You left this tape just above it.
They say, in Dos Ojos, you can hear the muffled bass from the cars.
In the pizza place parking lot, right over the mainline cave.
A beat, travelling through solid rock and water.
Just a rumor of a party you can't get to.

[Chorus]
Do the songs we make for someone ever reach them?
A playlist sealed in a box.
A voice recorded on magnetic dust.
Sinking through the halocline, that strange mirror.
Does the sound ever break the surface?

[Bridge]
I held it to my ear.
Of course, there was nothing.
Just the sound of my own blood.
And the distant drip... drip... of the world you wanted back.
Every unsent letter, every mixtape in a shoebox.
Every message in a bottle.
Are they all just talking to the water?

[Outro]
For when you get back to the air...
For when you get back...
Does it reach them?
Ever?