Sine Waves and Winding Roads Lyrics

broadcast these ambitions across the fabric of space
bleed into the sine wave
while reverberations escape

when they leave the radio...
will our voices find a home?
or go sleeping in the winding roads?
sleeping in the winding roads...

since birth we've been working
to refine the noise that we make;
and these lines seemed important
but they all came out like mistakes

when they leave the radio...
will our voices find a home?
or go sleeping in the winding roads?
oh, sleeping in the winding roads...

drifting endlessly alone...