Oh satellite above, where are you? So many things I have tell you of, Please come back soon. You went through an door, or a hole in the floor, You vanished and I can’t see anymore,
never die, when we sleep beneath the open sky, And the deep shades overhead or blue and red, Is the end, will you back again?
I searched beyond the clouds, are you there? walk sadly onward through the crowd, alone somewhere, I saw beyond the blur, right where you were, And I beheld a sight so pure,
Dreams never die, when we sleep the open sky, And the deep shades overhead or blue and red, this the end, will you come back again?