Satellite - BT
She 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 aside
She 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
Satellite
Still 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 hide
She 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
She 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
She 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
She 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
She 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
She says
