Текст песни sam reynolds - radio address II

miss you today;
solid black rain came from the sky
a hand on your vest,
a radio address came from the sky

i had you in color,
something i lost in the covers
please don't rehearse your name

i hide in your clothes,
the cracks in your toes will be just fine
the temperature calls
for morphine, and fall will be on time

in postcards, every pause,
in light-up matches and mattresses,
watching your eyes repeat

the curves in your back,
a similar jacket on some face
remember the cars, and pushing quite hard?
outside, the rain