AM Radio

At least we were told

The west was wild

AM radio

On the dial

I bet if we closed our eyes

So tight that the patterns look like light

You are counted on

Count on me

Lost between the low

Frequencies

I bet if we closed our eyes

So tight that the patterns look like light

We'd ignite

How fast do you run

When you're scared?

AM radio

Will be there

I bet if we close our eyes

So tight that the patterns look like light

We'd invite

A fall

A spring

A winter night

At least we were told

The west was wild

AM radio

On the dial

I bet if we closed our eyes

So tight that the patterns look light

I bet if we closed our eyes

So tight that the patterns look light

I bet if we told a lie

So hard that the memories turn black and white