YOU ARE A RADIO. YOU ARE AN OPEN DOOR. I AM A FAULTY STRING OF BLUE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. YOU SWIM THROUGH FREQUENCIES. YOU LET THAT STRANGER IN, AS I'M BLINKING OFF AND ON AND OFF AGAIN. WE'VE GOT A LOT OF TIME. OR MAYBE WE DON'T, BUT I'D LIKE TO THINK SO, SO LET ME PRETEND.
YOU ARE A RADIO. YOU ARE AN OPEN DOOR. I AM A FAULTY STRING OF BLUE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. YOU SWIM THROUGH FREQUENCIES. YOU LET THAT STRANGER IN, AS I'M BLINKING OFF AND ON AND OFF AGAIN. WE'VE GOT A LOT OF TIME. OR MAYBE WE DON'T, BUT I'D LIKE TO THINK SO, SO LET ME PRETEND.