No longer knowing which way to turn the dial.
Unknown what song will heal the silent suffering of the tribulations that love songs do not exactly speak of.
Wishing to create a revolution in the situation.
MUSIC UNABLE TO ROMANCE THE GOLDEN MOMENTS BACK INTO THE COLD OF THIS STORM.
Pushed away from a sole problem unable to contribute to a resolution.
Protection becomes segregation.
My biological homeostasis to breath your air intensifies in the solitude that screams in a loud high pitch.
Love songs breaking down the bravado of a heroine.
Strength not written in the a chord. How to choose a station?
To release the pain...as you continue to inflict yourself unknowingly creating scars through pride and limping my stride.
The "weight of the world" is bringing me to my knees.
Mr. Radio when the perfect storm is brewing and words remain unspoken.
Insecurity reels in the possibilities...of time running out.
Not knowing whether to sing, scream, our allow the rain to enter.
When rhymes become trivial and sense becomes quizzical.
What song do I choose?
"Sometimes there's a stranger in my house" during "Love and War"
Feeling like "Lithium" as I do not want to fly solo.
Putting on my war paint as I refuse to leave unselected songs blow me through this hurricane.