Turn up the radio

Turn up the radio
Turn Up The Radio
Jupiter One
An elemental kind of rhapsody.
A paper or a pen
A Movie thas was never meant to end

The kind of silence that will drown you out
The beating of the air
A mystery in need of no repair
Suddenly,
You beside of me
Left alone
Turn up the radio
Was it a fatalistic cameo
To show up in a dress?
My reaction was mental i confess
And all the shadows of your
Funny eyes
Were made for you to stare
I'm glad it was a casual affair
Suddenly,
You beside of me
Left alone
Turn up the radio
Hey you!
Feel me!
Was it worth an apology
Someday
You'll see.
That's it's not a democracy...