(guitar/vox/piano/banjo.... Gayle Skidmore)
(cello.... Sylvia Apodaca)
(violin.... Holly Nigh)
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The empty house next door speaks of things that are no more. The empty walls echo back the voice that calls, wondering where you are. The empty streets we used to roam have been whispering since you've gone, but I close my ears--pretending I don't hear them call your name...
I turn up the radio, turn down my heart. Turn up the stereo-- don't fall apart! I've got a ways to go, and oh, it's hard... to make it if I never start.
I cuddle up to dreams, 'cause after chasing all these things I realized I don't love anything you didn't touch. In quiet moments when I hide and don't let the world make me decide, my heart still beats at thoughts of you... the most gentle soul I ever knew.
I turn up the radio, turn down my heart. Try to forget you, but dying's an art. I've got a ways to go, and oh it's hard to get there if I never start.
I've almost forgotten what it's like to see a doorway with you inside, but I won't forget my foolish love (though when all is said and done it wasn't enough). I turn up the radio, turn down my heart. No matter where I go, I'll always love the very thought of you and what it was that made you shine so much... Turn up the radio, turn down my heart. Turn up the stereo--don't fall apart! I've got a ways to go, and oh, it's hard to make it if I never start.
"Turn Up the Radio" (c) Gayle Skidmore 2007

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