Radio 3 is playing far away
Volume low enough to suit a mouse.
I look around the room,I think I’ll stay
The sun it shines,the wind with shrubs still plays
I see it from each window of the house
Radio 3 still playing far away
I’m writing with a pen from off E bay
Because the other pen forgot to bounce
I look around the room,I think I’ll stay
Twenty five revisions just today
My mind is like a tiger fit to pounce
Radio 3 is playing far away
I see a denim coat that’s subtly frayed
Bring my mind back to the present joust
I look around the room,I want to stay
To all the spirits of the house, a toast
For helping when this heart felt like a roast.
Radio 3 is playing far away.
I look around the room,I think I’ll stay
