10.Radio
Word will never say enough,
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.
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