Analog Missionary

Satellite

Analog Missionary


Falling asleep 
In the backseat 
The radio is on
I feel alive 
Only when it's dark out  
Only when it's quiet
Lost all my strength 
While gazing out 
The backglass
As powerlines rush 
By like my life
I'm alive
A satellite 
A satellite

Chorus:
Take courage in this thing
You're in a sleepless time
Your lonliness is fashioned
From the holiest of days
In the palace hear you sing
Hiding from the lies
Your orbit's 
Left you stranded
Drifting in the sea

I cannot think
Here must be forgotten 
All your aches and woes
I cannot move
Once was in the shadows 
Now pulled forth in light
Come and take my hand child 
Follow only me
Satellite 
Satellite, satellite

(Chorus)

After the fall 
It's a horrible thing 
A secret thing
She won't be saved 
It's a complex thing 
Unusual thing
I saw the seasons change 
An endless stream 
Of days gone by
She turned 
To see the faces 
Can't she see 
Just how sad they seem
After the rain 
The road's so black  
Was my heart so black
Dry like the leaves 
It blows me away
It tears me away