歌词
There is a rumor
False we hope
Every broadcast
Is a rebroadcast
Of a morning show
Taped before your mother
Or her mother
Was born
There is a rumor
False we hope
There are voices in the static
Not unborn
Not dead
Not friends
The quiet
The radio quiet
Exhuming rapport
Reporting
There are so many rumors
False we hope
Floating
We hope sincerely
Every broadcast
Written by: Carey McHugh, Ellis Ludwig-Leone, Karen Russell
