We weren't allowed to see, talk or hear anything But every night for an hour or two I disappeared from this world Every night a little happy My ear very close to the world receiver radio, my radio I let myself be sucked into the airwaves My ears become Eyes radio, my radio That's how I hear what I can't see Silence, secret distant pain We weren't allowed to belong Nothing to see, speak or disturb Any songs were forbidden So dangerous foreign notes But every night a little happy My ear close to the world receiver -Opheebop and Bob (Cadmus)

Description: Opheebop | Freedom!Opheebop | Bob | Bob fix by Jase