80 Arms To Hold You

80 arms to hold you
80 wings enfold you
80 eyes
80 lips console you

You're in the arms of Eden
Beyond the static curtain
Blown away, hiding
In the noise, I'm certain

I'm in a dusty Lincoln
Sweeping through the A.M
Radio, I
Needle your transmission

Tease it from the groundwave
Hiss and hum and highway
Scanning low skies
For your carrier wave

I watch the empty channels
Stare at the snow til I see
Colors and lights

Each one a piece of puzzle
I pull them all together
Bring you to life

Our kitchen in the evening
Formica table and linoleum floors
When signals bounce around the world
And I can feel you
Even more

The breaking news is broken
Talking heads have spoken
Weighty eyes
Fight to keep them open

Interference rises
As the Earth capsizes
Daily, I
Lose you to the silence



Credits
Writer(s): T Lee, Curt Claudio
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