Satellites

Restless, my conscience

I'm conscious of everything

And I like the weight of your proximity

Have we been here before

Do you feel this inclination

Shaping constellations with our fingertips

The sun and satellites

On the horizon

How many drives till we disappear

And I wonder

If anything could come as close to this

Give me something to say

Could I colour your words any other way

The weight of your proximity

Closer

And I like the weight of you

Have we been here before

(And I don't know what's right)

(And call it what you want)

(And anyway you want me)

And I (We'll take the long way home)

Wonder (And peel of all this skin)

If anything (And anyway you want me)

Could come as close to this

Restless, I'm conscious

This could be the greatest

Coming into focus

Closer

Have we been here before