AM/FM

I tried tuning my heart to every station I wanted to hear,
But all I got was static.

And it was impossible to make out what they were trying to say,
And what I was trying to feel,
Because I’ve always been bad at reception.

So rather than cling to the brief moments of clarity
From the same woeful words that come through,

I turned my heart off
And listened
To what the world has been trying to tell me
All along