Extinguish - BBC Radio 1 John Peel Session

Voice on the telephone
breaks the news
Lines down, channels dead
or confused
I put my fingers in the socket
My energy must be conserved
No sound, no interruption
Frozen silence is preserved
What's happening
beyond my range?
Does everybody feel the same
as me?
Will normal service
ever be resumed?
Can we take solace
in the company?
Of deader land that blazes
through the night
The sound and comfort
of a flashing green light
Every appliance grinds to a halt
How long till they
correct the fault?
No-one to turn to now
Maybe the city
has burnt itself out
I guess I'd be the last to know
Everyone's awaiting
information, waiting
for the late, late show
Someone said 'let there
be darkness', a Saturday
night breakdown
They're running on full alertness
They're living it up downtown
I see no light at the end
of the tunnel, no warm
breath thaws my fear
I wish someone would
call for help, even though
there's no comfort here
I cross to the memory
of a window
Scattered, deserted bars
and stores
Grip the frame as the
truth hits me
The world outside your door
isn't turning any more
The world outside your door
isn't turning