Lyrics Thomas Dolby – Airwaves
Text:
Strange how the scale forms
In tiny patterns
On my antenna
And the Five O’Clock Show, ‘Hello hello’…
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’ve seen through the airwaves…
Electric fences line our new freeway
Here in the half-light, the motorhomes leave, eh-o, eh-o
Knee-deep in water under a pylon
How slow my heartbeat
How thin the air I’m breathing
Through the airwaves
People never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves
Or stamp them out at street level?
Airwaves—dampness of the wind
The airwaves—tension of the skin
The airwaves
Control’s enabled the abandoned wires again, but
The copper cables all rust in the acid rain
That floods the subway with
Elements of our corrosion
Cabled in to me
Yeah, cable them to me
Cable them to me
Be in my broadcast when this is over
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—dampness of the wind
The airwaves—tension of the skin
The airwaves
I really should’ve seen through the airwaves
People never read the airwaves
Do we only feed the airwaves?
Or stamp them out at street level?
Airwaves…
Album
Thomas Dolby – Thomas Dolby - The Golden Age Of Wireless
