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My Half-Broken Radio

I hear no sound, it gives me no sound
Is this because I've grown up, I wonder?
My first radio, the black radio on my bed
Played so many melodies, changed me so many times
 
When I was young, like other boys becoming men
I was trying to find my own way, just innocently
Now I'm jostled in a fashionable, aimless crowd
Tell me what true happiness is, my half-broken radio
 
I listened every day, it played every day
Through the windows, the sky gave me a little courage
The radio knew everything, it knocked on my heart
To my broken heart, a gentle wind waved its hand
 
After a fabulous festival, as I left the quiet town
I was looking up to the starry sky, just innocently
Now I'm far from my hometown, stuck in the crowd
Tell me what true happiness is, my half-broken radio
 
I was playing the guitar, not knowing the next chord
When I was lost in my dream, beautiful songs guided me
 
When I was young, like other boys becoming men
I was trying to find my own way, just innocently
Now I'm jostled in a fashionable, aimless crowd
Tell me what true happiness is, my half-broken radio
 
After a fabulous festival, as I left the quiet town
I was looking up to the starry sky, just innocently
Now I'm far from my hometown, stuck in the crowd
Tell me what true happiness is, my half-broken radio
Now I'm far from my big dream, stuck in the crowd
Tell me what true happiness is, my half-broken radio