Sound Travels From The Snow To The Dark Lyrics

Radio, its in the air, its in the sky, its in the
portrait of your bluebone pie. And when you cry, it
hears you cry, lullabies and la la la la la la la. It's
in your home. The one in Rome. it moves in waves and
makes broom sounds from lovely caves. Its in your hand;
a lovely band; a friends that's canned, and hears your
sobs from where it can.

Radio, it knows your heart and makes a song and sings
its static upon your teeth. And in your car, you feel
its love. Its all a best friend could ever have. And
from the sky and when it snows the waves will fall and
fall around your lovely skin. And from your car you
drive around; and in the dark you see its blue light
turn on and on. Radio sings a bloody lullaby. Radio
sing a lovely whoo a whoo a whoo.

Radio, became a skull; a torrid pitch; a night of rot and burning hiss. And when you lie, and miss the sky;
and through your roof comes the hidden signal of things
gone wrong. So hide in trees and find the breeze and
drink your water for la la la la la la la, Cause' Radio
sleeps its run by creeps it clickes and beeps it sings
the tunes of crooks and cheats.

Radio, it knew your heart. It made a song, and sang its
static upon your teeth. And in your car, you felts its
love. It's all a best friend could have had. And from
the sky and when it snowed, the waves would fall and
fall around your lovely skin. And from your car you
drove around and in the dark you saw its blue light
turn on and on. Radio sang a bloody lullaby. Radio sang
a whoo a whoo a whoo.

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