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