Archive track no. 2, re-recorded for a potential album later this year...

LYRICS

Cool kids on the promenade
Know they're going nowhere fast
I make a note on a postcard
Says, "I'm leaving but I won't get far"

In a field by the fairground
I just came to take a look around
There’s a song in the background
The singer makes a sound like

Hold me baby, hold me baby
Hold til I'm a little bit stronger
Hold me baby, hold me baby
Hold me just a little bit longer

Maybe we’re all just skin and bones
Hearing voices on the radio
Maybe we’re all just skimming stones
While our dreams sink into the foam
Maybe we're all just waiting
Don't know what for, but waiting
Maybe we’re all just skin and bones
With these voices on the radio

See the thing about this ghost town
Is you're always on the way down
So when the kids hear a new sound
They'll all be going round like

Hold me baby, hold me baby
Hold til I'm a little bit stronger
Hold me baby, hold me baby
Hold me just a little bit longer

Maybe we’re all just skin and bones
Hearing voices on the radio
Maybe we’re all just skimming stones
While our dreams sink into the foam
Maybe we're all just waiting
Don't know what for, but waiting
Maybe we’re all just skin and bones
With these voices on the radio

You can lose yourself for hours and hours
Doesn’t matter when it’s ours, all ours
Yeah, but when the sun goes down
You're still stuck in this old town
So maybe I’ll stick around after all

Hearing voices on the radio
Hearing voices on the radio
(Hold me baby...)

Maybe we’re all just skin and bones
Hearing voices on the radio
Maybe we’re all just skimming stones
While our dreams sink into the foam
Maybe we're all just waiting
Don't know what for, but waiting
Maybe we’re all just skin and bones
With these voices on the radio

Voices On The Radio

Half-British, half-Japanese, South London-based singer-songwriter and producer. Indie pop, rock and blues. Thank you for listening!

Voices On The Radio

david taro