Satellites

Our satellites are crossed
I'm stranded in the dark
Of all the things I've loved
But had to tear apart
My satellites turned to dust
I'm staring into space
Something I could trust
To put me in my place
I wasted all my time
I wasted yours as well
You saved me with the thought
That something somewhere
Must be happening
I turned to you and sigh
You smile and we start laughing
I turn into a child

Our satellites are crossed
I'm stranded in the dark
Of everything I've loved
And went and tore apart
I got lost in myself
And time got lost as well
But safety is the thought
That something somewhere
Must be happening



Credits
Writer(s): William Edward Ryder Jones
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