Radio Silence Lyrics - Jet Plane And Oxbow - Shearwater

Sliver of sundown, glimmer of daylight 

Running in place with trembling knees 

Vision of lightning, vision of sunrise 

Overlay worlds on the grid of our dreams 

And knock 'em all down 

With a last looming wave 

Black as old blood 

With a warm, steady rage 

And the crack of old bones 

Yankee go home 

Choking on signal, sucking on silence 

Sodium lights on the monument's face 

Radio London, Radio Cyprus 

Where the Lincolnshire poacher's shaking his cage 

He was sold for a lifeline, sold for a crown 

Singing an old lie down the repeater 

But the radio lapses, the radio dies 

The sky is a blank screen, an open receiver 

Summon an old sound, rattle to life 

Spin on an axis, fly into pieces 

In disarray