Face-to-Face Again

The grid went cold at noon Screens turned to black glass Dead satellites hung over us Like bolts that lost their map Server farms went silent Fans stopped in their racks I heard the whole world blink once Then never answered back Radio static in the kitchen Paper maps on the floor One match in my pocket We do not ask for more In the dark we stand We stand No name on the wire On the wire Two mouths, one room One room We learn to speak face-to-face again Face-to-face again The freeway signs went black Cashiers counted by hand A library with no electricity Dust on every stand I traced your voice in the air With a finger on the page We read by window weather And left the grid in its cage Radio static in the kitchen Paper maps on the floor One match in my pocket We do not ask for more In the dark we stand We stand No name on the wire On the wire Two mouths, one room One room We learn to speak face-to-face again Face-to-face again Say it slow Say it plain No machine between us now I see your mouth I hear my name Standing here somehow In the dark we stand We stand No name on the wire On the wire Two mouths, one room One room We learn to speak face-to-face again Face-to-face again