Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti. Erif eht ni rekop eht saw tah dael s'gnik. Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti. Rediw hcum nozama eht edam tah dael s'gnik.
Most of the day, we were at the machinery. In the dark sheds that the seasons ignored. I held the levers that guided the signals to the radio. But the words I received, random code, broken fragments from before.