My Radio by Stars
Nightsongs, 2001
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On guitar, I recommend playing (020100) for E7, rather than (020130).
VERSE 1:
It's hard to remember days, mornings lost in a chronic haze.
Breath is fast and the trains are slow. I barely feel it though.
All day long I fantasize; in the dark, behind all the people's eyes,
And when they disappear, words get lost in the atmosphere.
The truth I tell, I tell the truth. Sixteen on a summer roof.
You ask for facts, well I'll give you proof. (Here's the truth)
sung on 2nd repeat -^
BRIDGE:
Hot sun on skin, that crimson dress too thin.
All winter up her woods. I touched it, it felt good.
CHORUS:
All I want is my radio
All I want is my radio
VERSE 2:
He speaks in a voice I know, sounds like sand when the tide is low.
We kissed to that voice each night bathed in bare reactor light.
I cry when the morning comes. Count my blessings and my phones.
Say "Thanks, God" for whatever comes and quickly cross my fingers.
All I want is a room somewhere far away from the chemo air.
But when I go, my radio will play a melody that lingers.
CHORUS:
All I want is my radio
Station ninety-nine point oh
Tell the DJ, DJ keep it slow
Like to fade volume low
VERSE 1
CHORUS (repeat till fadeout)