Anatomy of a Ghost Satellites in Fists Letras:
Stop to question satellites lost in vast
expansions of space place it in fists finding more
than we asked for ‘misconceptions’ reflective
glance into what we should have known “it was
right there.” If you could have just flown by
unnoticed, unchallenged we would still have
careless wonder left in our eyes now we just wait
to see behind yours behind eyes these sidewalks
twist and tremble under the new found failures
swirls of red and gray mixtures of the brick
inlay, tear the clouds bring on the rain watching
faces fall everyday letting it wash them down we
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never thought to little just not enough so now
back to present found at the tops of rock walls
where the spires climb so tall the wheat fields
growing all to much importance of fate, of faith
bridges collapse behind us leaving no way out
still lost in thought we find none of this
bothersome not troubling whatsoever claim what’s
ours the headlights ahead are in blinking
confirmation offering reassurance we were right
take it back down this is me hanging from a nail,
missing the broken frame and burnt edges face cut
out between two worlds, the first so obviously
surreal and the other so lifelike yet so dead and
true but which should we choose, holding our feet,
building our cities
Letras: Satellites in Fists Anatomy of a Ghost [final]