Ram

The digital clock radio you kept as a kid
The phonograph records still make you feel sick
The CB radio and all these in particular

Sounds of the weather man

Sounds

Like hell

When I let you go

I swear to God

And everyone in the world

I didn’t even know

I know better now

When I walked away

Believe me now

I will tell myself

I didn’t even know

I don’t know any better now

I disagree with everything you say

By the time you have spoken, your words are in my way

The sign is in your smile and you haven’t spoken to me for days

Lo siento

Lo siento

I didn’t get to say goodbye

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