Atomic Birds
Alone i choose the ra’dio of my heart Picking up echoes of your distant song In cracks of thunder five seconds apart The rolling trains
Alone i choose the ra’dio of my heart Picking up echoes of your distant song In cracks of thunder five seconds apart The rolling trains
I don’t care what’s going on down there My mama taught me how to love I don’t care about whispers and stares My mama taught
All the leftover feelings Watching out the window for a way to see All the visions of a life long ago Met him out on
You loved me Running in the streets Mad as a hatter Caught up in the network chatter I loved you Hands bound in Chelsea I
You loved me Running in the streets Mad as a hatter Caught up in the network chatter I loved you Hands bound in Chelsea I
I’m the lyric in your favorite song That you’ve been botching all along I’m the jewel inside the crown I’ll kill the jerks who push
Turn on the radio, gather round Because we love the chirping sound Dial in, throw back the curtain Dial in, throw back the curtain Because