Come transmit

There was a beat that I missed
a note I didn’t hit
I’d like to think I did my job
but lyrics played hard to get
There was your boss who had a breakdown
and a budget from outer space
There was unjustified nostalgia
and cough medicine in my veins
There was a difference in intonation
and I had a job-job to go to
They showed Idol on the telly
For dinner we had junk food

There were e-mails I couldn’t even open
There were free drinks for the band
Summer ended and then it was October
I thought it was time for you to understand
I talked slowly so you would get it

There was a beat that I missed
and one thousand departures per day
There were children I hadn’t had yet
and a kid for you to raise
There was a difference in intonation
I had a home-home to go to
There was a dog without a leash and
I knew I had to set you loose

There were e-mails I couldn’t even open
There were free drinks for the band
Summer ended and then it was October
I thought it was time for you to understand
I talked slowly so you would get it

My blood wants for your waves to come
My skin wants for your hands to find
My blood wants for your waves to come
Come transmit and get high on it
My skin wants for your hands to find
Find the flaws that distinguish it