Built around A final message sent into the void of the digital city, a love letter to everything that glowed and everything that was real. Neon Dispatch's Lagos-to-Berlin frequency carries the concept through synthwave that rewards repeat listens. "This is the last transmission from the tower" — the kind of line that sticks in your head three days later. The mood runs epic, emotional, final. Genre showcases on Majik's aren't filler — they're proof that independent music can carry real emotional weight when the lyrics and production align.
[verse 1]
This is the last transmission from the tower
The final message sent before the power
Flickers out and leaves us in the dark
A love letter written in a spark
To every neon sign that lit my way
To every stranger I forgot to say
You mattered, you were the light
That got me through another night
[chorus]
Last transmission, do you copy
Is there anybody left who's listening
Last transmission, through the static
Hear my voice, it's automatic
I loved this city and its glow
I loved the ones I'll never know
Last transmission, signing off
But the signal's never lost
[verse 2]
To the girl with chrome eyes at the bar
Who told me we're all falling stars
To the kid who sold me circuits on the street
Who said the future's something that you keep
To every heartbeat in this concrete chest
This city breathes because you never rest
I'm sending this on every frequency
A final prayer from a pilgrim of the screen
[chorus]
Last transmission, do you copy
Is there anybody left who's listening
Last transmission, through the static
Hear my voice, it's automatic
I loved this city and its glow
I loved the ones I'll never know
Last transmission, signing off
But the signal's never lost
[bridge]
The towers dim, the grid goes quiet
But somewhere in the silence
A signal bounces off the atmosphere
And someone in the future hears
A voice that says I was alive
I was electric, I survived
I was here, I was here
[chorus]
Last transmission, do you copy
Is there anybody left who's listening
Last transmission, signing off
But the signal's never lost
Never lost, never lost
Last transmission
I was here
