8d Audio, 8D Effect, Глубокое расслабление, Клубная музыка Static on an Empty Channel

I saw you standing by the edge of the screen.
I was hiding in the spaces in between.
The signal was fading, the picture was blurred.
I was waiting for you to say the word.
But the lines were crossed and the screen went black.
I tried to find a way to trace your steps.
I was drowning in the ocean of my regrets.
The streetlights were flickering one by one.
I knew that the damage was already done.
Now we are just static on an empty channel.
Do you hear me?
I hear the echo.
Are you near me?
I’m letting go.
Letting go.
Fade to grey.
We are washed away.