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Radio

Chris Walla

Radio

When I was a radio gliding through slate skies at dawn
Reception was marginal
But I still sang along as you clung to your balcony
And tried not to drown
You called in an SOS and I turned around
You were spitting out fiberglass
Still hot from the blaze
Afraid that your fire escape would smolder for days

Don't part it out
Take it all

That's efficiency to me

Radio

Cuando era una radio deslizándome por cielos de pizarra al amanecer
La recepción era marginal
Pero aún así cantaba mientras te aferrabas a tu balcón
Y tratabas de no ahogarte
Llamaste en un SOS y di la vuelta
Estabas escupiendo fibra de vidrio
Todavía caliente por el incendio
Temeroso de que tu salida de incendios se consumiera por días

No lo desarmes
Llévatelo todo

Eso es eficiencia para mí

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