The finality of the wasteland is laid bare in this track, shifting the perspective from waiting for a signal to the stark realization that some transmissions have simply ended. Delphine captures the moment the “teacups went cold” and the sky truly gave in, leaving behind a silence that is louder than any siren.

The Ghost in the Wardrobe

Delphine uses the poignant image of “the dress you liked the most” to illustrate the hollow nature of memory. She describes herself as fitting into the garment “like a ghost,” dancing alone past midnight in a world where even the echoes have abandoned the call. It is a song about the transition from active longing to passive haunting, where the rituals of a past life are performed for an audience of zero.

The Loudest Silence

The track centers on the paradox of the “hum”—the idea that “every silence sounds like you.” Delphine portrays the act of singing to the static not as a way to find someone, but as a way to inhabit the space they left behind. In Sector 9, where no beacons remain and no signals are intact, she accepts the “smoke on the static” as the only remaining evidence of a love that “almost survived.”

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NO TURNING BACK

by: Delphine

The world fell out the window first
With teacups cold and wires cursed
The sky gave in the stars went black
You lit one match and never came back

So I sing to the static where your name might hide
Where the hiss holds breath and the ghosts won’t slide
No maps no wires no turning back
Just smoke on the static and memory’s crack

I wore the dress you liked the most
The one that fits me like a ghost
I danced alone past midnight’s fall
When even the echoes stopped their call

You said wait for me in the hum
I said darlin it’s already begun
Now every silence sounds like you
And that’s the loudest thing I ever knew

So I sing to the static where your name might hide
To the crackling dark where we almost survived
No beacon left no signal intact
Just smoke on the static
And nothin comes back