The Color Forty Nine - We Send Satellites

We Send Satellites
Music by The Color Forty Nine (Phil Beaumont, Jason Hooper, Scott Mercado & Matt Resovich)
Lyrics by Phil Beaumont
Filmed in our attic. A Cheesegrater production
Thanks to Cynthia 'Shushu' Landa, Space Cinema, and the Library of Congress
We send satellites
Up into the sky
And we wonder what
They might say
as they look upon
This old world of ours
Watching over us
as we play
There are so many places
So many faces to see
So why am I always
Turning the lens upon me
It is better now
Just to look outside
At a mother’s pride in her boy
As a dancer tries to hit his mark
As a baby learns her first word
They are singing their praises
Dancing away to the beat
Tasting the flavors
Swimming in rivers and seas
Let’s get out tonight
And go see the sights
Let’s get out tonight
And fade away
Long distance, lovers,
and troubles may take you away.
Like walking on stages,
remembering lines of a play
There are so many places,
so many faces to see.
So why am I always
turning the light upon me?
Let’s turn out the light
and get out tonight
On our satellite
and fade away

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