Antenna towers, and distant hopes I've measured happiness with telescopes Well, I've been face to face with what my future brings The reels they turn recording blips and pings Through the white noise and distortion There's a message I can feel Just give me one sign that you're real An orange glow, some blinking lights Don't know how most folks spend their Friday nights Well I've seen evidence no one would dare dispute Witness accounts make up my life's pursuit And in those photos there's a sadness And a message I can feel Just give me one sign that you're real Please give me one sign that you're real