You're talking loud but I can't hear a word you say
I wanna hear you out but the words are washed out grey
I wanna listen but we speak in different tongues
And I just can't see you back where you've been coming from
It's all just noise anyway
I'm switching the channels on the radio
The bad news sticks while the good news comes and goes
I'm feeling desensitised, I'm feeling numb
The bluelight, the standby, waiting for the sun
Today they told me things were looking pretty bleak
They said "stay tuned, we'll have more within the week"
The columns tumble down like heavy summer rain
The deluge floods my mind and sweeps my sense away
I'm switching the channels on the radio
The bad news sticks while the good news comes and goes
I'm feeling desensitised, I'm feeling numb
The bluelight, the standby, waiting for the sun
Static rain, a communication breakdown
I don't believe them, I don't believe them
Fear-mongering and divisive rhetoric
Don't wanna listen, it's all just noise anyway
I'm switching the channels on the radio
The bad news sticks while the good news comes and goes
I'm feeling desensitised, I'm feeling numb
The bluelight, the standby, waiting for the sun