Signals from Satellites

Skyline

Wide eyed and up all night
Reflectors zoom by from the artifical light
The conversations with the passengers of life

I was driving across the bay and
The city was smiling at me
Skyline might save me from my yesterdays

Sharing nicotine and paper cups full of caffeine
The storys of our everything
The angels the demons and the things we could not change

I was driving across the bay...

I was coming home
I was one in millions
But still feel so alone

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