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Housewife Radio

Gumi

Stitch, sew, cut and pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch, sew, cut and pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch, sew, cut and pull
Stitch sew cut and pull
Stitch sew I tried
Stitch sew You're alive

80 degrees, filled with vaporized
Iron pressing as wrinkles unfold
Off-grain fabric tells a different tale
Tailored frequencies need to be repaired

Seven AM is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns pin into place
Scissors separate the yellow from the white
Good morning, small-town listeners

Thimbles coat my fingers
Feed dogs are jamming up
The thread comes in tangles
I see such pretty things

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Color-coded by the love he gave to me

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day it feels like seams are more than torn

Buttoned patchwork, thread that's tied in knots
Hand-sew everything with kind intention
Liquid sound waves pour from my eyes
My heart pours out to you in desperation

Seven A. M is when the station plays its sounds
Listening to the speaker while the patterns sew into place
Unmistakably, he'll return alive
His colors ought to show again-

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No Blue and Green and Yellow and Red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
The radio only plays in

Black and white and black and white
And black and white and black and white
No blue and green and yellow and red
These aren't the colors I should see

FM comes in different colors, I believe
In the sewing machine I've lost myself
Memories inside my heart are there to grieve
Color-coded by the love he gave to me

Ah, his voice, it speaks to me through the radio
Pressing spotted fabric on an ironing board
Losing bobbins under tables, is it so?
Every day it feels like seams are more than torn

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