Satellite - Rachael Sage

I am old and I do not know the ways of you young women.

With your black clothes and your blue nails and your sarcasm.

What do I have to say to you to gain your full respect.

I am old, you’ve forgotten me but I’m useful yet.

Listen here, look around.

Read my eyes, see the solid ground.

You look lost girl, in your rising havn’t you misplaced time.

I can see through, I can see true

I can see through loves crime.

I can see past what does not last,

I am your satellite.

You are cold and you do not share the ways of your rituals.

How to find love, what it’s made of now that you’re all equals.

What do I have to say to you to entertain your ears.

I am old, you’ve forgotten me but I’m rich in tears.

Listen here, look around.

Read my eyes, see the solid ground.

You look lost girl, in your rising havn’t you misplaced time.

I can see through, I can see true

I can see through loves crime.

I can see past what does not last,

I am your satellite.

I am old and I do not know the keys to your happiness.

How to stay close when distance grows between east and west.

What do I have to offer you to cross this great divide.

I am old, you’ve forgotten me but I’m still inside.

Listen here, look around.

Read my eyes, see the solid ground.

You look lost girl, in your rising havn’t you misplaced time.

I can see through, I can see true

I can see through loves crime.

I can see past what does not last,

I am your satellite.

I can see through, I can see true

I can see through loves crime.

I can see past what does not last,

I am your satellite.