Transmission

<br>Radio, live transmission.<br><br>Radio, live transmission.<br><br><br><br>Listen to the silence, let it ring on.<br><br>Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.<br><br>We would have a fine time living in the night,<br><br>Left to blind destruction,<br><br>Waiting for our sight.<br><br><br><br>And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.<br><br>And hide from these days we remained all alone.<br><br>Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.<br><br>Touching from a distance,<br><br>Further all the time.<br><br><br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br><br><br>Well I could call out when the going gets tough.<br><br>The things that weve learnt are no longer enough.<br><br>No language, just sound, thats all we need know, to synchronise<br><br>Love to the beat of the show.<br><br><br><br>And we could dance.<br><br><br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.<br><br>Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.