David Francey - Satellite Lyrics
I lived a long rutted roadWhere the nighttime fell like a heavy loadAnd the firmament was fixed and stillAbove the dark of Bunker HillI love the twinkling of the lightsI'm watching for a satelliteThe shooting stars fall way too fastThey burn so bright, and they never lastAnd the planets pass as slow as deathAcross the sky from East to WestI love the twinkling of the lightsI'm watching for a satelliteNo movement in that field of starsSet in time and distance farAnd from horizon's edge, a lightA spark of man in lonely flightAlone among the heavenly hostWith a metal heart, directed ghostAnd all the glory all aroundEyes firmly fixed upon the groundI recognise that lonely lightReflected from a satellite