Satellite (Live drums by Scott Frassetto) Lyrics

See here, we have a beautiful view of the earth down below as the satellite departsShe smells of the sun
And she's constantly saying
That's it's alright 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 waning
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 waning
She says, "The satellite is coming.
It's come to take us home."This series of bearings that will us in proximity with the satellite.
It's been a good trip, Houston.
Songwriters
TRANSEAU, BRIAN WAYNEPublished by

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