A night for Satellite's

im gonna listen- to the same song until your words turn to silt to transmit a vision of the other side ill be adrift floating on the moon please tell me when your ready- to recieve im on a mission explore the depths traverse the sky disconnected from your satellite im gonna listen to the same old song your blank like static and hot as a breeze the silt is still soft are we ready to leave? i have no place to come down- i have no place to come down if im coming down to you im gonna listen disconnected from your satellites transmit a vision of a softer shade of life until you recieve were stuck in the same old song ------------------------------------------------ life is a bore .... death even more so