Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Satellite, artist - Strung Out. Album song An American Paradox, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 22.04.2002
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English
Satellite |
| I’ll understand if you’re not feeling well enough to write |
| I’ll understand if you’ve got way too many things to do You see I’ve been sitting here for an hour trying to finish what I started |
| Now it seems every line gets harder and never really what I wanna say |
| So I hope this letter finds you well |
| It’s taken me a little while to sit and spell out everything I wanna say |
| But I think I’m ready to convey |
| You’re the reason that I play at all |
| You got me thinking how a song can change it all |
| If there’s any wonder how I made it through |
| Well I tell them that’s between me and you, well |
| Someday I’ll thank you if I see you around |
| But for now I’ll just keep this letter to myself |
| And a song I’ll probably never sing for you |
| Like a satellite |
| Spinning 'round my head in sound |
| You got me thinking how a song can change it all |
| If there’s any wonder how I made it through |
| Well I tell them that’s between me and you, well |
| Someday I’ll thank you if I see you around |
| But for now I’ll just keep this letter to myself |
| And a song I’ll probably never sing for you |
| Like a satellite |
| Spinning 'round my head in sound |
| When you’re sixteen and you’re full of pain |
| Yeah nothing matters much but the sound of broken bottles and hearts |
| And the ties that bind you to what you can’t ignore |
| In a world where I had no control I used my voice as a weapon that I could hold |
| I screamed and shouted until I played |
| I meant every single word I said |
| You’re the reason that I care at all |
| You got me thinking how a song can change it all |
| If there’s anyone that I want to hear |
| Well nothing’s ever been so clear |
| Someday I’ll thank you if I see you around |
| But for now I’ll just keep this letter to myself |
| And a song I’ll probably never sing for you |
| Like a satellite |
| Spinning 'round my head in sound |
| Like a song I won’t forget |
| Oh satellite spinning 'round my head |
| Like a song I won’t forget |
| When we’re all grown up and looking for that anger nothing matters much |
| But the reasuring sound of a voice buzzing through the stereo |
| All this imagery and sound |
| With words that bite and tear out |
| So watch me for myself |
| Again now I found my voice again now. |