Radio

They are just born of hope that someone will even listen
In this solitude of hearts
In the traces that echo through the ether
Tied to meanings, bound to fate
Reassured by sounds that echo across the airwaves
Tuning through the waves
Of faint and distant signals, hoping someone’s there
Oh have we tried too much
Traded innocence for promises of greatness
Left to search, left seeking out
For a part of us that is no longer there
With all the prowess we possess
Exchanged the greatest of ourselves for isolation
Gladly we smile and carry on
Unaware of the solitude we hide inside
Broadcasting live around the world
On the air in every land, on every frequency
Across the surface of the earth
To the furthest reach, this is our live transmission
To all the people of the world
Unrelenting, for all who are receiving us
From every station on the earth
Loud and clear, this is our live transmission