Thomas Dolby - Airwaves Lyrics
Strange how the scale formsin tiny patternson my antennaand the Five O'Clock Show, hello hello...Brooklyn is crawling with famous peopleI turn my vehicle beneath the river, West from SouthThrough the airwaves -people never read the airwavesdo we only feed the airwavesor stamp them out of street level?Airwaves - the dampness of the windthe airwaves - the tension of the skinthe airwaves I really should have seen through.Electric fences line our new freewayhere in the half-light, the motorhomes leaveknee-deep in water under a pylonhow slow my heartbeat, how thin the air I'm breathing inControl has enabled the abandoned wires againbut the copper cables all rust in the acid rainthat flood the subwaywith elements of our corrosiancabled in to me...Be in my broadcast when this is overgive me your shoulder, I need a placeto wait for morning.No it was nothing - some car backfiring -pleased don't ask questionsI itch all overlet me sleep
