I was feeling tired when I came back home I didn’t know the number on the telephone But then I heard the sweetest voices Calling through the dry ether radio As I lit the fire I felt the burn Crimson like a lion, Hindenburg Then I had the strangest feeling that The phones connected to the ether radio I know its 3am and I know youre old I know I woke you sleeping, I should Let you go But I just had to know you werent Big brother listening to my feelings The phones connected to the ether radio.