Rust Belt Radio (версия 2)

Intro

Rust belt radio, static on the line

Verse 1

Dusty diner counter, four in the morning light

Soda fountain humming slow beneath the neon sign

Your brother's leaving town, said he'd call back tonight

Four years gone and I'm still listening for his voice

Chorus

Rust belt radio, static on the line

Holding onto the hum, waiting till you shine

Verse 2

Concrete cracked beneath my feet outside this door

Engine coughing in the alley like it's still unsure

Your grandmother sweeping gravel by the bus stop sign

Same three miles that took your brother far from mine

Chorus

Rust belt radio, static on the line

Holding onto the hum, waiting till you shine

Bridge

I'm not listening for his voice now.

It's just the highway and this town's own sound.

Static white noise, empty receiver.

Just me standing here, hearing what I need.

This isn't holding onto what could've been.

This is catching up with what it means to be free.

Rust belt radio, turning down the static.

Turning my heart right back into the station

Chorus

Rust belt radio, static on the line

Holding onto the hum, waiting till you shine