Through the static on my radio
I heard the tune of a song I used to know
My hand tinned gold as I reached for the dial
I blacked out and drove 300 miles
In the static I found my hurt one
In the RECURRING DREAMS I never want
And the shadows engulf through the light
Knowing that I'll follow in some distant light
Come to booms and flashes lying the sky
Then they keep growing but we don't know why
In the static I found the hurt one
In the RECURRING DREAMS I never want
In the static I found the hurt one
In the RECURRING DREAMS I never want
In the static I found the hurt one
In the RECURRING DREAMS I never want
In the static I found the hurt one
In the RECURRING DREAMS I never want

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