Maybe Next Year in Wardenclyffe | Sliver & Cadmium

Описание: A pilgrimage to an unfinished future.

“Maybe Next Year in Wardenclyffe” by Sliver & Cadmium
A quiet, reverent meditation on lost genius, deferred dreams, and signals the world wasn’t ready to receive.

🎵 Lyrics:

[Verse]
I walked the field where the tower fell,
more vigil now than vacation.
The air still tastes like ozone’s spell,
every unmet expectation.

[Chorus]
Maybe next year in Wardenclyffe,
we'll raise the bones and start again.
Set the sky ablaze with waves,
the signals he meant to send.

[Verse]
Ghosts of coils beneath my feet,
wires hum the words he never said.
Blueprints soften in the soil,
ideas he never got to spread

[Chorus]
Maybe next year in Wardenclyffe,
we'll raise the bones and start again.
Fallen bricks and rusted steel,
We rebuild what they dismantled then.

[Bridge]
He dreamed a world that never came,
a tower singing to the stars.
But progress bowed to other gods,
and left his lightning in the jars.

[Chorus]
Maybe next year in Wardenclyffe,
we'll try again to light the dark.
He built the twentieth century,
but the twenty-first will bear his mark.