Each of our lives are being lived
In the aftermath of the cold wars
Living in a world of great risk
Where a single grave mistake
Would damn us to destruction
In ways unlike any war before
White propaganda still plays
Numbers stations still broadcast
With secret signals and displays
With coded sounds and messages
With odd sounds that seem crazy
Innocuous or innocent, perhaps
True messages backwards masked
With disguised intrigue, betrayal
The radio stations still function
The cold war world still exists
These radio stations remind us
Of a dangerous world so insane
That we thought was gone
But seems to be back again
