The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
The One AM Radio
Found a moth sleeping in the folds of your dress
Burnt out because he turned out such a mess
He'd caught sight of a light that called his name
Caught her eyes, and then he cauterized from the flame
Say my dear, is this familiar?
And I apologize, but I must avert my eyes
From the light, from the light
Say good night