Radio Silence

D   A        Em           G 
It suddenly feels like a new year 
Like I'm a million miles away from here 
I can see some kind of light here 
Although I won't name it 
 
I want to talk about moonlight 
I want to talk about the wild child, you know 
That real wild one, dancing alone 
In the middle of the whirlpool 
 
Spinning tales about silence 
About radio silence 
About some kind of asylum 
In the middle of an empty field full of danger 
 
It's strange I don't feel like I'm a stranger 
I feel like I belong here 
I feel like I've been waiting for a long time 
And now I can tell you some stories 
 
Stories about the madmen 
Stories about the dream-child 
You know, that real wild one 
Who dance alone 
In the middle of the whirlpool 
And I can tell you about silence 
About radio silence 
About some kind of asylum 
In the middle of an empty field full of danger 
 
If you want it