Transmission

Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmission

Listen to the silence, let it ring on
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun
We would have a fine time living in the night
Left to blind destruction
Waiting for our sight

And we would go on [C7]as though nothing was [Am7]wrong
And hide from these days we ɾemained all [Em]alone
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time
Touching from a distance
Further all [Em]the time

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio

Well I could call [Em]out when the going gets tough
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough
No language, just sound, that's all [Em]we need know, to [C7]synchronise
Love to [C7]the beat of the show

And we could dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to [C7]the ɾadio