She smells of the sun And she's constantly saying that's it's all a lie 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 waining\" 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 image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
I pray, the wrecking ball is waining\" 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 waining\" She says, \"The satellite is coming It's come to take us home\"
Satellite She (The satellite is coming) It's come to take us home