Swing Of The Airwaves

Standing at the edge of the world

I still fail to see what's out there for me

Screaming at the top of my lungs

Is there anybody listening?

We're all emotional radios

Human aerials in oblivion

Calling all stations until transmission ends

I am here

Standing in the swing of the airwaves

Circling the square I was locked in

Step right in, it feels like being born again

Waving down the drain through static and chatter

Peel away the shame and noise will surrender

Disconnection failure and no consolation

When nothing could avail your misinterpretation

Link the dots between my dashes and your silences

Your time is running out as you are running out of promises

Read between the lines

We're all emotional radios

Human aerials in oblivion

Calling all stations until transmission ends

I still hear the chokes on your shotguns

Your back's to the wall we are all a loss of signal

An oblivious call to all stations until transmission ends

I am here

Standing in the swing of the airwaves

Circling the square I was locked in

Step right in, it feels like being born again