Let's break free from this farce, & I'll recite words from a photograph.
How original...
Can't see this getting worse, my transmissions fail...
Lost in the universe.
A different solar-system for me to exploit.

I'm sorry that I missed her when she missed the point.

Re-route, re-wire, I'm the new gun for hire.
Repeat this broadcast.

Stop putting faith in all the songs designed to make you sad.
Can't stop dreaming, 'cause I never had.
Stop putting faith in me to make everything alright.
I guess she's not my satellite.

Let's leave these severed ties, & I'll re-close books based on our history.
How considerate.....
Will change come from this flight?
Your inconsistence fails, lost in the blinding light.
A miscommunication for me to break down.


Re-route, re-wire, never thought you a liar.
Complete this broadcast.


Lyrics submitted by quietgreyeyes

Chasing The Satellites: Chapter One song meanings
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