I had a vision: you were an old black and white television. Your mouth was static and my ears (were) bent antennas to listen.
So I kept turning the dial to make you more clear.
And I almost got it right. For a moment you appeared.
I had a vision: I am six or seven. You're leaving. (For) weeks on your mission. I celebrate your return with ignition.
So I kept lighting the fire to get you more near.
And I almost got it right, for a moment you were here.
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