I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Friday, February 13, 2015

World Radio Day

Today was World Radio Day. And while radios all over the world celebrated (did you notice), the radio shows played a lot of songs about radio, but I never heard the best one. So here it is.


So don't become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don't know or just don't care
And just complain when you're not there
You had your time, you had the power
You've yet to have your finest hour
Radio.
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