I listen for you every night, you know
I'm the attic with my radio
Turning knobs just like some spaced-out rose of Tokyo
I hang a wire up the tallest tree
To try to pick up on your frequency
And let it flow...
They try to off your radio
They try to off your radio
They try to off your radio
But the waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
Waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
Waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
But there ain't no sound (ain't no sound)
Well I've been hearing you around, you know
Like in the feedback at the Frank Black show
And in the sound of distant thunder, nice and low
Where did you go, my friend?
I pushed record and then
You let the drum beat go...
They try to off your radio
They try to off your radio
They try to off your radio
But the waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
Waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
Waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
But there ain't no sound (ain't no sound)
All your brothers come and they bring their receivers
Some of them mystics, some are non-believers
When we get together and we shine
That's when you come through just fine
That's when you come through just fine
They try to off your radio
They try to off your radio
They try to off your radio
But the waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
Waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
Waves keep running around (waves keep running around)
But there ain't no sound (ain't no sound)
