Broken Radio

Echoes of Resilience: Embracing Melody Amidst Despair
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Lyrics

Nothing else matters I've got nothing left to lose

Expressing a sense of insignificance, with nothing left to risk.

I look to those that will always get me through

Finding solace and support in reliable individuals.

A needle on the vinyl will always take me back in time

Music, represented by a needle on vinyl, triggers nostalgic emotions.

Despair leaves my body I don't wanna die

Music serves as a remedy for despair, providing a reason to live.


Many have gone can you remember any song

Reflection on the loss of others and the impact of their musical legacy.

Those who have passed their passion lives on

The enduring influence of those who have passed away.

A voice of reason injected into my soul

The comforting influence of a rational voice on the speaker's soul.

A clash of guitars keeps me safe from the cold

Protection and warmth found in the sound of guitars.


Static in the air

Depicting a continuous struggle or challenge (static) in life, but the perseverance of the band/music prevails.

At the frequencies end

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Static in the air

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When the volume's at ten

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Static in the air

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It'll never be gone

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Static in the air

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But the band plays on

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Ecstatic when the sky turns gray

Finding joy in bleak moments, symbolized by a gray sky and a broken radio playing music.

On a broken radio I still hear the bands play

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Saturated memories begin to take me back in time

Recollections triggered by saturated memories, transporting the speaker back in time.

Can you hear the voices resound in your mind

Hearing voices from the past, drawing the speaker back into a familiar world.

They're calling my name and now I'm being sucked back in

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The world could end now I'll be left with a grin

A sense of contentment even in the face of potential apocalypse.

Feel the spinning record slicing through you like a knife

Imagery of music as a powerful force, cutting through the speaker's life like a knife.

Bask in the ruins that used to be your life

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Can you hear me yelling I stare into the face of pain

Expressing pain and defiance in the face of adversity.


The static gets louder through the thunder and the rain

Repetition of the theme of static representing life's challenges, with a resilient spirit reflected in the enduring music.

Static in the air

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At the frequencies end

-

Static in the air

-

When the volume's at ten

-

Static in the air

-

It'll never be gone

-

Static in the air

-

But the band plays on

-

Ecstatic when the sky turns gray

Reiteration of finding happiness in gloom, still hearing music on a broken radio.

On a broken radio I still hear the bands play

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