Satellite
from Bullrush by Two Eyes For The Dead
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lyrics
I saw a satellite this morning.
It was moving. Moving
So slowly that while the world still slept
We pushed it aside, moving . . .
Of course we know what it means to be poor:
A violent death holding nothing;
With your last breath, feeling panic;
And whatever a heart attack is.
We are all satellites creasing the sky.
She's got her head down, and smiles so demurely.
She's a grand ole thing -- reverent and sailing --
She stays with me tonight, until I disappear with the morning.
Of course we know what it means to be poor:
A violent death holding nothing;
With your last breath, feeling/panic,
And whatever a heart attack is.
So give yourself an arterial Mickey,
And be a dull don't-worry-or-care-now;
Let go of the steering wheel, and
Slide down as the world starts swerving.
Give yourself an arterial Mickey --
And be a dull don't-worry-or-care-now --
Let go of the steering wheel, and
Slide down as the world starts swerving.
It was moving. Moving
So slowly that while the world still slept
We pushed it aside, moving . . .
Of course we know what it means to be poor:
A violent death holding nothing;
With your last breath, feeling panic;
And whatever a heart attack is.
We are all satellites creasing the sky.
She's got her head down, and smiles so demurely.
She's a grand ole thing -- reverent and sailing --
She stays with me tonight, until I disappear with the morning.
Of course we know what it means to be poor:
A violent death holding nothing;
With your last breath, feeling/panic,
And whatever a heart attack is.
So give yourself an arterial Mickey,
And be a dull don't-worry-or-care-now;
Let go of the steering wheel, and
Slide down as the world starts swerving.
Give yourself an arterial Mickey --
And be a dull don't-worry-or-care-now --
Let go of the steering wheel, and
Slide down as the world starts swerving.
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Bullrush,
released 10 January 2012
Lyrics by Murphy. Music by Kuhlman/Murphy/Murray/Thompson
Lyrics by Murphy. Music by Kuhlman/Murphy/Murray/Thompson
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Two Eyes For The Dead explores hard rock music with the intention of creating songs that are part poetry and part epiphany. ... more Hailing from Minneapolis, MN, Two Eyes For The Dead aims to enlighten the ignorant and breathe relief into the lungs of the frustrated with a sonic core carrying molten emotion. less
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