Signals from Satellites
I was writing a masterpiece
Using these words and nothing more
About your photograph
On my refridgerator door
When the signals from satellites
Had my phone ringing
The tension was murdered by
Your voice screaming
How you painted a masterpiece
Of me as some desease
Out on the tired road
With no one left please
© Copyright 2009 Rodney Smith, Signals from Satellites. All rights reserved.
Dotted Lines EP
These lyrics are from songs on the EP. You can click 'add to cart' here to use PayPal and it's also available on iTunes.
The first EP!
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