[搬運] HOUSEWIFE RADIO [GHOST]
stith, swe, cut, pull*7
stith, swe, i tried
stith, swe, you're alive
hah, hah*4
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80 degrees, hemmed by reveries
iron out saudade and wrinkles unfold
off-grain fabric tells a different tale
tailored frequencies need to be repaired
7am is when the station plays its sounds
listening to the speaker while the
patterns pin into place
scissors separate the
yellow from the white
"good morning small-town listeners"
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thimbles coat my fingers
feed dogs are jamming up
the thread comes in tangles
i see such pretty things
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FM comes in different colors, i believe
in the sewing machine, i've lost myself
memories inside my heart are there to grieve
color-coded by the love he gave to me
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ah, his voice
it speaks to me through the radio
pressing spotted fabric
on an ironing board
losing bobbing under tables, is it so?
every day is feels like
seams are more then torn
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buttoned patchwork
thread that's tied in knots
hand-sew everything with kind intention
liquid soundwaves pour from my eyes
my heart cries out to you in desperation
7am is when the station plays its sounds
listening to the speaker while the
patterns sew into place
unmistakably, he'll return alive
his color ought to show again--
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black and white and*3
black and white no
blue and green and yellow and red
the radio only plays in
black and white and*3
black and white no
blue and green and yellow and red
the radio only plays in
black and...*6
these aren't the colors i should see
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FM comes in different colors, i believe
in the sewing machine, i've lost myself
memories inside my heart are there to grieve
color-coded by the love he gave to me
ah, his voice
it speaks to me through the radio
pressing spotted fabric
on an ironing board
losing bobbing under tables, is it so?
every day is feels like
seams are more then torn
