If you live in NYC, I think this song makes more sense than ever. MY Radio has a melancholy feeling that is so in sync with the feelings of the L out of Brooklyn. Especially this part of the song.
It's hard to remember days
Mornings lost in a chronic haze
Breath is fast and the trains are slow
I barely feel it though
All day long I fantasize
In the dark behind of other people's eyes
And then they disappear
Words get lost in the atmosphere
Basically, there is this numbness that over comes your being. During rush hour, you are completely packed in the L with all these strangers, yet there not so private conversation are stuck in your ear. Finally they reach their destination. Along with that are there life stories you overheard. All you can do is move on to another day and let it all go.
If you live in NYC, I think this song makes more sense than ever. MY Radio has a melancholy feeling that is so in sync with the feelings of the L out of Brooklyn. Especially this part of the song.
It's hard to remember days Mornings lost in a chronic haze Breath is fast and the trains are slow I barely feel it though All day long I fantasize In the dark behind of other people's eyes And then they disappear Words get lost in the atmosphere
Basically, there is this numbness that over comes your being. During rush hour, you are completely packed in the L with all these strangers, yet there not so private conversation are stuck in your ear. Finally they reach their destination. Along with that are there life stories you overheard. All you can do is move on to another day and let it all go.