Alba s touto skladbou:
Worlds Apart (By Blackjack),
The Golden Age Of Wireless,
Strange how the scale forms
In tiny patterns
On my atenna
and The Five O'Clock Show, hello hello ...
Brooklyn is crawling with famous people
I turn my vehicle beneath the river, west from south
Through the airwaves-
people never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves
I really should have seen through the airwaves
Electric fences line our new freeway
Here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave
Knee-deep in water under a pylon
How slow my heartbeat
How thin the air I'm breathing in
Through the airwaves -
People never read the airwaves
do we only feed the airwaves
Or stamp them out at street level ?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
The airwaves - the tension of the skin
The airwaves
Be in my broadcast when this is over
Give me your shoulder, I need a place
To wait for morning
No it was nothing - some car backfiring -
Please don't ask questions
I itch all over
Let me sleep
Through the airwaves -
People never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves
Or stamp them out at street level ?
Airwaves - the dampness of the wind
The airwaves - the tension of the skin
The airwaves I really should have seen through ...
