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The One AM Radio
My train, your call, the rain to end
The news, the fall, my lousy friends
The spring, my ride, your half-lit face
A break, a breath, a little space
It's hard to measure time in a city without seasons
The smog makes gorgeous light, but you can never let the breeze in
I've been waiting for so long that I forgot the reason
It's hard to measure time in a city you don't believe in
I dreamt again of someplace cold
Where air gets thin, and I'd grow old
But noise, and heat, they brought me back
That was today, I think, but I lose track
I had a chance to leave one time; it was the day we met
The moment drifts into my mind, till once again I forget
It's hard to measure time in a city without seasons
The smog makes gorgeous light, but you can never let the breeze in
I've been waiting for so long that I forgot the reason
It's hard to measure time in a city you don't believe in