Static on the Radio

Song	Static on the Radio
Artist	Jim White
Album	Drill a Hole In That Substrate and Tell Me What You See

	作词 : White
	3 A.M. I'm awakened
	By a sweet summer rain
	Distant howling of a passing Southbound coal train
	Was I dreaming
	Or was there someone just lying here Beside me in this bed?
	Am I hearing things?
	Or in the next room
	Did a long forgotten music box just start playing?
	And I know (it's a sin putting words in the mouths of the dead)
	And I know (it's a crime to weave your wishes into what they said)
	And I know (only fools venture where them spirits tread)
	'Cause I know (every word, every sound bouncing 'round my head)
	Is just static on the radio
	(Everything I think I know is just static on the radio)
	Now there's a church house
	About a stone's throw down
	From this place where I been staying
	It's Sunday morning
	And I'm sittin' in my truck
	Listening to my neighbor sing
	Ten years ago I might have joined in
	But don't time change those inclined
	To think less of what is written
	Than what's wrote between the lines?
	'Cause I know (dreams are for those who are asleep in bed)
	And I know (it's a sin putting words in the mouths of the dead)
	'Cause I know (for all my ruminations I can't change a thing
	Still I hope (there's others out there who are listening)
	To the static on the radio
	(Everything I think I know is just static on the radio
	Static on the radio
	(Ain't praying for miracles, I'm just down on my knees)
	Static on the radio
	(Listening for the song behind everything I think I know)
	Static on the radio
	(Everything I think I know is just static on the radio)

	zuò cí : White
	3 A. M. I' m awakened
	By a sweet summer rain
	Distant howling of a passing Southbound coal train
	Was I dreaming
	Or was there someone just lying here Beside me in this bed?
	Am I hearing things?
	Or in the next room
	Did a long forgotten music box just start playing?
	And I know it' s a sin putting words in the mouths of the dead
	And I know it' s a crime to weave your wishes into what they said
	And I know only fools venture where them spirits tread
	' Cause I know every word, every sound bouncing ' round my head
	Is just static on the radio
	Everything I think I know is just static on the radio
	Now there' s a church house
	About a stone' s throw down
	From this place where I been staying
	It' s Sunday morning
	And I' m sittin' in my truck
	Listening to my neighbor sing
	Ten years ago I might have joined in
	But don' t time change those inclined
	To think less of what is written
	Than what' s wrote between the lines?
	' Cause I know dreams are for those who are asleep in bed
	And I know it' s a sin putting words in the mouths of the dead
	' Cause I know for all my ruminations I can' t change a thing
	Still I hope there' s others out there who are listening
	To the static on the radio
	Everything I think I know is just static on the radio
	Static on the radio
	Ain' t praying for miracles, I' m just down on my knees
	Static on the radio
	Listening for the song behind everything I think I know
	Static on the radio
	Everything I think I know is just static on the radio