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Radio

Dial me on your radio That way I'm not too far You can hear me singing songs About good times and how I miss you so At one hundred Megahertz I'll sing you all the songs You've never heard me sing And read you all the poems I've never read If you tune in late at night Put your ear up to the speaker I'll whisper in it All those explicit things I always said Though. The speed of light is not Quick enough to relay my words And wavelengths to shallow to convey All those unsaid words To you in the past. Dial me on your speaker-box I promise only to say All the words you want to hear All the songs that I should sing To make you smile With nothing else to cloud it That's if you want to listen And if you use the radio I built with our connection My passion the transmission Your body the antenna
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May 10, 2011
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