Текст The Bouncing Souls – Satellite

It’s so late.
A shooting star crosses the sky. A satellite follows behind.
The blue twilight and hazy dawn are by her side.
High plains and prairie slide in the twilight of earth below.

Satellite, finding your way
All alone out in space.

Oh oh, satellite.
Oh oh, satellite.

It’s so late a shooting star changes the night, forcing a light.
The moment’s gone. A yellowy dawn casts a light she orbits on.

Satellite, finding your way
All alone out in space.

Oh oh, satellite.
Oh oh, satellite.

She can see beyond her time and place,
Beyond the black of space,
It all belongs to her forever, forever.

Oh oh, satellite.
Oh oh, satellite.