[Intro] [Verse 1] There’s a frequency hitting the window pane Turning the rust back into gold again Not looking for a reason or a hollow sign Just catching the curve of a different time You don't need to name it to know it’s there Like the scent of the clover in the morning air [Chorus] Oh, the radio is playing from a distant room Lifting the heavy from the heart of the gloom Turning the corner where the water runs wide Everything’s moving on a turning tide Yeah, it’s a bright wind blowing through the soul Watching the pieces finally turn to whole [Verse 2] I saw the eagle where the current is high Carving a circle in a sapphire sky He’s not a shadow, he’s a burning spark Ignoring the lines and the lonely dark Unfold the story, let the windows stay There’s a high-definition kind of a day [Bridge] "Way back... way back in the light... can you feel it?" [Interlude] [Chorus] Oh, the radio is playing from a distant room Lifting the heavy from the heart of the gloom Turning the corner where the water runs wide Everything’s moving on a turning tide Yeah, it’s a bright wind blowing through the soul Watching the pieces finally turn to whole [Outro] "In the garden... in the light... all the way home..." [Hard End]
