a tiny radio
The secrets of the universe
Won’t play from the diner’s jukebox
And I’m not learning anything
From the records that hang on my wall
C’mon and let me down, baby
You wouldn’t be the first
C’mon and lay me down, darling
Hold my hand with both of yours
There’s a tiny radio sitting in the corner of the store
And I’m dancing, I’m dancing around it
Watching my thrifted heart throb
To the silence you are channeling
I saw your face in the moon yesterday
Carved by a simple-minded painter
...I’m haunted
You’ve seen it through
So I'm seeing you out
Does the sun rise to set or
Does it set to rise now
How many words can you pack into “goodbye”
How many feelings, how many times
Can a person’s soul die while their body is kept
So warm & still alive