This sunlight cutting through the open fields
Can't be communicated by radio wave
And through this flashlight keyhole memory
Receive a thousand signals and can't respond

So keep your hands to yourself
And relay the message to your friends that nothing's wrong
Reverse reception on this lifeless satellite.
Push this button.
End the transmission

So keep your hands to yourself
In this transit station reconnection to our lives
In transit like my voice cutting through this line

It's the same old song broadcasted on the radio
Saying I'm not worth your time
End the transmission

This absence is making relations come undone
It's breaking air waves I'm losing you in the transmission

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Bernard Sumner, Ian Kevin Curtis, Peter Hook, Stephen Paul David Morris