Static on the Radio
4. Static on the Radio
Turn the dial, it's all the same,
A preacher's voice, a ballgame's name,
Somewhere between the static waves,
A song I loved from better days.
Static on the radio,
Carry me where I don't know,
Every station fades to gray,
Just like the towns I drove away.
A trumpet cries through the broken sound,
A frequency I finally found,
It holds me close, it lets me go,
Static on the radio.
Static on the radio,
Carry me where I don't know,
Every station fades to gray,
Just like the towns I drove away.
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