Satellite - Hitchcock Robyn Eye
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satellite
every day the satellite
seems to be the door of someones reach
every day the satellite
seems a little further on the beach
satellites and stags
im growing betsy in a bag
and she dont mind
as long as things are round
every day the satellite
jerky little canister of gold
whos to be the satellite
with inches of whole betsy growing cold
im into you so far
im out the other side
and orbiting is just a waste of time
next time i get into you
i swear to god i wont come out again
swear to god i wont come out again
satellites and stags
im growing betsy in a bag
and she dont mind
as long as things are round
every day the satellite
seems a little further out of reach
Song title Satellite
Album Eye
Artist Hitchcock Robyn