It came from nowhere
On the 38 Geary
A girl with a backpack of shrapnel and wire
Through spiderweb windows
Of blood stained glass
A pagoda's shadow and a cruel sunny sky
Oh the flash then the silence
Shouldn't there be screaming praying crying
Oh anything at all
Tell me where are the sirens
Fire's getting closer but I've got to stay calm
It's just the radio darling,
Just the radio and your runaway imagination
Just the radio darling
yellow
third
there
sweet
sunny
station
wounded
spiderweb
glass
flash
barricades
green
nothing
exits
darling
never
crying
cruel
getting
morphine
moving
black
freeway
creeping
backpack
nowhere
geary
anything
where
twenty
country
could
through
little
another
blood
bridges
gunfire
closer
sorry
handing
stained
sirens
happen
praying
imagination
shrapnel
world
outside
windows
radio
rumors
runaway
scalpel
screaming
lidocaine
seething
sleep
shadow
silence
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