03/12/18 music/lyrics – kgmeloy

Worlds collide again
So much for the calm I had within

I could never see beyond, see beyond the trees, yet
Far above disrupted love needs a source of gravity

When, when does it end and
Why do they descend?

Broken orbits falling fast, falling towards the sea
Reaching out for any way to stay calamity

Gently disassemble, not so gently as I could
Cataloging longings as an undertaker would
Nudging back onto the path of where they’re meant to be
Trying hard to heal the flesh they ripped clean out of me

Worlds collide again
Damn it if I ain’t the best of friends

I repair satellites
I repair them all
I could walk, walk away and simply let them fall
But I repair satellites

I repair satellites
Thrusters neatly fixed for proper flight
A wing and a prayer and a hope that I’m right
But I repair satellites