Foundry Field Recordings, The
Fallout Stations
(“static…”)Counting photos, filling out the evidenceA two year wait and a hold for decadenceWe will see you at the next fading lightFor the phones, they’re giving fiber optic codesNever knowing aging static radios Sending signals to the fallout stationsAcross the skiesAnd we’ll find you as soon as possible‘Cause you’re down, not out,And they’ll say you’re all right But we’ll wait for you at the green gray bridgeThat green gray bridgeA year or two and our voices start to fadeNever knowing of what happened yesterdaySelling silence to the fallout stationsAcross the skiesAnd we’ll find you as soon as possible‘Cause you’re down, not out,And they’ll say you’re all right But we’ll wait for you at the green gray bridgeThat green gray bridge (ahh ahh ahh ahhh ahhhh x2)
From Letras Mania