Raison D'Etre: Listen
Broken Radio
(Raison D'Etre)
by Roberta Schultz
Broken Radio ©Roberta Schultz, 2005
Keep your eyes on the road
And your hands on the wheel
And your mind on the line that keeps reeling you toward the light
You can’t read all the signs
And your map is on the floor
Like the ashes of your dreams
Overflowing this heart tonight
No one will know that you did the best you could
No one will guess your intentions all were good
No one will say, “Well done, just let it go.”
For right now it’s just you and this broken radio
Broken radio, broken radio
Broken radio, broken radio
Now the rain is drumming down with a signal all its own
“I’m a child of these hills...Country roads, take me home.
Look away, Dixieland,,,make the world go away...
Help me make it through the night...Silent Night....Oh, Holy Night!”
No one will know if the broadcast travels far
No one will guess it’s a playlist in your car
No one will care if you rush or take it slow
For tonight it’s just you on your broken radio
Broken radio, broken radio
Broken radio, broken radio
(Bridge)
The songs take me back to when the world was new
When transistor dreams under my pillow grew
“Moon River, I’m going your way!”
Where did my drifter go? Oh, Oh, o, oh, o
Keep your eyes on the road
And your hands on the wheel
And your mind on the line
that keeps reeling your toward the light
You can’t read all the signs
And your map is on the floor
Like the ashes of your dreams
Overflowing this heart tonight
No one will know that you did the best you could
No one will guess your intentions all were good
No one to say, “Come on home. It’s time, you know.”
In the end it’s just you and your broken radio
Broken radio, broken radio
Broken radio, broken radio
Keep your eyes on the road
And your hands on the wheel
And your mind on the line
That keeps reeling you in, reeling you in, reeling you in to the light