Radio

Despite the fact that I never put this song to music, I kinda like it.

The coffee shop where I spent most of my time was part of a Barnes and Noble. Whenever I had writer's block I would wander around B&N, pick up a magazine, a book of poetry, or a coffee table book and thumb through it until something struck a chord. This was partly inspired in that way. Although it doesn't read like it, the song was also inspired by a Radiohead song; hence, the gentle nod in their direction in the title and chorus.

Radio

Sun set
on the day with
phone lines
computer cables
don't, no, don't let them strangle
don't blame anybody

for today
is generated
by TV
somewhere in Holly-
would you sell yourself to
let you blame somebody?

Turn off the radio.
Clear is static, let it go.
Turn off the radio.

anger
blood is flowing
corporate
veins are bleeding
on poor souls
whose lives are drowning
it's alright in the ending

strings play
forming everything
vibrate
through tomorrow
don't turn and look away
tomorrow's not the ending

Turn off the radio.
Clear is static, let it go.
Turn off the radio.