Satellites

I want you to know this

My anger's all but done

Sweet Lord, I swear I've seen the darkness

Sweet Lord, I swear I've seen some pain

Satellites ahead

So hold on

“Satellites”, I said

So come on

Here comes a strange cargo

Here comes a light that leaves out of here

Sweet Lord, all I've known is badness

Sweet Lord and all I've known is pain

Satellites ahead

So hold on

“Satellites”, I said

So come on

For seven nights I slept

Hold on

The satellites ahead

So come on

I want you to notice

My anger's all but done

And all I've known is madness

Satellites ahead

So hold on

For seven nights I slept

So come on

So hold on

So come on

So hold on

So come on