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The Long Wave

Weard

Available on 'This House In Amber'

All lyrics copyright Roy Weard

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The sound of static, white noised in the background
These random sine waves twist my words
Am I speaking clearly? Or is there no sound?
Am I getting through? Am I being heard?

In the long wave
In the long, long wave
In the long wave
Long wave goodbye

Russians are jamming the frequencies on the border
Transmission’s tuned to stem the flow
Antennae twitching, in case we miss a vital order
Faces silhouetted in the last valve’s glow In the long wave
In the long, long wave
In the long wave
Long wave goodbye

Radio silence, in the stark cold still of midnight
You were always tuning in to that dead air
‘Hilversum Calling’, the sound out of a past life
Now lost in cobwebs no-one cares In the long wave
In the long, long wave
In the long wave
Long wave goodbye

           
No transmission coming through
Wait to hear a word from you
Just ghost voices in the sky
Phased reception going by
Waiting to hear a word x 4            

Hit the Squelch and tune me in
Call sign fading growing thin
Sunspot activity is high
Phased transmissions make me cry
Waiting to hear a word x 4

 

The sound of static fades into mute ambiance
Digital encoding, fresh and crystal clear
Eyes are drooping, slipping into somnambulance
It’s five past midnight – I’m out of here. In the long wave
In the long, long wave
In the long wave
Long wave goodbye