Dog Star Radio
Tom McKay
Dog Star Radio in my mind
Wish I hadn't been born with sight
Then become blind
Dog Star Radio louad and clear
Never tune out because of pain or fear
Slowly burning
The slow burn of the planet's turning
Here we are praying to the dog star
In Gods we've trusted
All the meanings of our lives
Yet all our lies
Are seen through mushroom clouds
Telepathic screams and all our dreams
All our dreams
On the Dog Star Radio love still heals
On the Dog Star Radio hate still kills
On the Dog Star Radio no one for a minuts
Believe in a man-mad reality
Dog Star Radio