the sounds are blasting through your grandfather’s old radio Of freedom peace and all the loves that’s gone stereo The hissing static of clarity that ran through our head to the heart The energy that tore us whole and set our dreams apart
Houston we have a problem, its eating us from the inside out We can’t fall in love without feeling a sheer drop of doubt What happened to the trust we held, did it slip through our hands Am I going crazy, is this something I don’t understand
We locked ourselves in prisons so we can’t get hurt We hid our hearts far beneath the core of the earth When did this world start to panic and go into doubt? Are we to blame for who we are…
Try to remember who we were Mostly importantly Who you are Don’t doubt or close your heart and take a chance For an old school risk at a shot in the dark romance
There’s nothing more unholy than a love that you can’t feel Take a look and figure out which one from them all is real Tear away your heart and place the bet on her Winner takes all…all it takes is a winner
The rose that was given out has been dusted away But the passion of holding her hand is eating you to this day All you need is a reason to see her, to hear her And everything will be clearer, love will be together
Lyrics I wrote about this guy who's grandfather just died, and the guy is fighting with his girlfriend at his grandfathers funeral. After the fight he's in his grandfathers room listening to his radio about songs of old time romances...