I am on the heels of flying, kick the door until I'm in
Brave is just repeating getting up not settling
Constellations of apartment numbers whispers in the hall
drunk with resolve
I think you're calling or I want in to be called satellite love
I think you're calling my ears are ringing to be called satellite love
For a minute or a month or more you could have a home
Streets of bells, echoes, magnetic bodies maps of bones
You're hunted or you're haunted I'd like to rearrange
my body makes more sense this way
I think you're calling or I want in, and we all satellite love
I think you're calling my ears are ringing and we all satellite love
I think you're calling, or I want in, aren't we all Satellite love
I think you're calling my ears are ringing aren't we all satellite love
I think you're calling, I want to be called
What's the difference?
