Radio, live transmissionRadio, live transmission
Listen to the silence, let it ring onEyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sunWe would have a fine time living in the nightLeft to blind destructionWaiting for our sight
And we would go on as though nothing was wrongHide from these days we remained all aloneStaying in the same place, just staying out the timeTouching from a distance, further all the time
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Well I could call out when the going gets toughThe things that we've learnt are no longer enoughNo language, just sound, that's all we need knowTo synchronise love to the beat of the showAnd we could dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radioDance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
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