Transistor Radio — текст песни (Cloud Cult)

I heard grandpa on my transistor radio,
Though he turned in his bones twenty years ago,
And he said, Kid, theres something that I`d like to show you,
Get your things, its time for us to go
So I grabbed my backpack, my flashlight, and a bag of caramel corn,
I got my bicycle, and the radio, and I had it on the road, I said
I`m ready for what I`m about to see, Yup

I headed north to rain that turned to snow
Through rusty towns and dusty gravel roads
And I said, Grandpa, where is this thing you wanted to show me?
He said, Kid, you got a long way to go
So I went through canyons, caves and catacombs, I sailed on bicycle boats
I slept in chapels and brothels, I met the nicest folks
I said, I`m ready for what I`m about to see, Yup

I heard grandpa on my transistor radio
He said, Kid, its time for me to go,
And I know that there was something that I wanted to show you,
But its time for you to find it on your own.
Let me tell you about rage when a signal died that day,
Theres nothing out there and I don`t care; Its to take my life away
I`m not ready and I don`t want to see, Nope

Its been years since I heard my transistor radio
Yet I keep going to where it seems I`m meant to go
And I finally realized what he wanted to show me
Where I`ve been, where I am, its the show
Where I`ve been, where I am, its the show
Where I`ve been, where I am, its the show