Radio Dream

(Alicia Keys)

It doesn't matter where you are.

(Wale)
Dreams that forever bind you.

(Alicia Keys)
It's always been written in the stars.

(Wale)
Moments of art.
The memories that find you.
Here to remind you that
it doesn't matter where you are.
The rhythm entwines
And if you tap in
What starts to happen
Is the magical part.
Yawh...
The magical part.
Yeah, yeah...
(Lana Del Rey)
I sat there dancing in my heart
With my back turned to you
Feeling those low.. low tones of your voice
Flicking breath beats off my back.. 
Notes that drew down my spine.  
A voice in soft kisses; leaving a personal imprint.  
It was enough for me. 
To know one day 
I would look back 
And miss this.

(Wale)
Not enough for me;
The memory I'm obsessed with

Want to give me time?
A tripped up type of investment.

(Radio station)
".. She lives in the northwest.  In a city of beauty and distress.  The call to reestablish her expression; its beauty- her's to master.  She gets to make her art right here.  Right here marks the birth of a new U.S.  She will rejuvenate a graffitied past.  It's written in the bricks of this city.  Held under the nape of the neck.. within her breast. All hope for humanity restored to its best."
Polishing the bones.

The bricks.  

The surface.  

The beginning of a city; a calling to verses.  

Rhythmic tones you are the healing stones written in.  

Graffiti of the foundations beginning at the surface.

December 18