Thomas Anderson

singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller

My Old Friend Analog

by Thomas Anderson

from the album Analog Summer

Hello, hello, my old friend Analog,

I thought l'd never hear your voice again;

You said you were dead, but you came back again,

Oh l wish that was true of all my friends.

Radio on -- l'm the sole survivor,

A streak of light on the midnight sky;

Don't you touch that dial 'til l come back in style,

Don't you wish you never said goodbye.

Hear the music floating on the airwaves,

Hear the music floating where you stand;

So give where credit's due -- it's all because of you,

Oh the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.

Last night I dreamed about my blues eyes,

She swept away the years with her light;

Let the planets fly like doves across the sky,

Two blue stars shining in the night.

Hello, hello, my old friend Analog,

I'm tired of flying alone up in the clouds;

OI nearly lose control, there's a cyclone in my soul,

And I need something real to bring me down.

Hello, hello, my old friend Analog,

Drop the needle down and let it play,

All my dreams are real, it's just something in the feel,

And we will live forever in our own way.