Static on the Radio

Turn the dial, it's all the same. A preacher's voice, a ball game's name. Somewhere between the static waves, A song I love from better days. Static on the radio. Carry me where I don't know. Every station fades to gray, Just like the towns I drove away. A trumpet cries through the broken sound. A frequency I finally found. It holds me close. It lets me go. Static on the radio. Turn it up now, don't be shy. Catch that horn line passing by. Just for a moment, let's forget. The longest road we're driving Yet. Static on the radio. Carry me where I don't know. Every station fades to gray, Just like the towns I drove away.