Satellite

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 And you're coming up roses everywhere you go Red roses So you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows And you're coming up roses everywhere you go Red roses --- Satellite - Elliott Smith