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Satellite Lyrics


See here, we have a beautiful view of the earth down below
As the satellite [incomprehensible] departsShe smells of the sun
And she's constantly saying that's it's all a lie
Because lies sound so nice
And like soil to seed goes, casting my fears asideShe says, "The satellite is coming
I pray, the wrecking ball is waining"
She says, "The satellite is coming
It's come to take us home"SatelliteStill smells of the sun
And the light that brings healing is burning my eyes
And the dark seems so nice
And I'm choking on blessings that I can receive, I hideShe says, "The satellite is coming
I pray, the wrecking ball is waining"
She says, "The satellite is coming
It's come to take us home"She says, "The satellite is coming
I pray, the wrecking ball is waining"
She says, "The satellite is coming
It's come to take us home"Satellite
She

(The satellite is coming)
It's come to take us home[Incomprehensible] required to bring us in proximity
Of the, with the satellite
[Incomprehensible]
It's been a good trip

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BT


Brian Transeau (born Brian Wayne Transeau on October 4, 1971, in Rockville, Maryland) is an American musician who records under the stage name BT. Classically trained from the age of 13, he attended Berklee College of Music in Boston for one year before dropping out and moving to Los Angeles, California, and then back to Washington, D.C.. From an early age, BT demonstrated a remarkable aptitude for playing and understanding classical music. He was heavily influenced by avant-garde and romantic composers such as Stravinsky, Bartok, Debussy and Rachmaninov.

Read more about BT on Last.fm.


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