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Satellite

Album: Smith: Elliott Smith Durasi: 2:26

While the hands are pointing

up midnight

You're a question mark

coming after people you watched collide

You can ask what you want to

the satellite

'Cause the names you drop put

ice in my veins

And for all you know

you're the only one who finds it strange

When they call it a lover's moon

the satellite

'Cause it acts just like lovers do

the satellite

A burned-out world, you know

Staying up all night

The satellite