| Broken Radio | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| And the revelations on the car ride home I didn't find Jesus, no, no It was more of a subtle thing In the back of my mind Like when you laugh at a joke But it isn't quite time He says Chorus: The broken radio is humming a song The lyrics don't fit And the voice is all wrong But I recognize the tune And this one is for you There were revelations while inside of the highway That all my meditations hadn't come to face If you were a doctor And I a mathmetician Our equation would be harder Than the one for nuclear fission She says Chorus: The broken radio is humming a song The lyrics don't fit And the voice is all wrong But I recognize the tune And this one is for you The broken radio in a brokendown car On a brokendown highway under brokendown stars Plays a tune that's all about you |
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