Rescue Radio by Soft Bullets
In this lifeless subterrain
It's hard to keep your spirits off the ropes.
Days fade in and out
Like endless static on my rescue radio.
And when I dream electric dreams,
I dream that you still think of me,
My sympathetic circuits spark.
What is life;
What is life without Love?
Search my fading memory
For holograms of life before the crash.
Visions of some distant shore
Where you and I still hold robotic hands
The canopy of stars, once ours,
Has cut me off like metal bars.
A cage that keeps our Love apart.
What is life;
What is life without Love?
What is life;
What is life without Love?













