Little Boots - Satellites
I’m flying, climbing, floating through time
See it all with my naked eye
The world’s revolving like it’s mine

Losing perspective, head in the clouds

But what goes up has to come down
For now my head keeps turning round

And I… here they come through the call

Spinnin out of control

Like a satellite…

Like a satellite…

I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling down to earth

When I get too high

When I get too high

You’re calling, You’re calling, You’re calling
Get back to earth

An illusion trick, thought I was yours
We only leave you wanting more
Wondering how you coped before

Touchdown, you’re far too close to the sun
Your wings, they still can’t come undone
Learn how to walk before you run

Like a satellite…

Like a satellite…

I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling down to earth

When I get too high

When I get too high

You’re calling, You’re calling, You’re calling
Get back to earth

Falling to pieces in the sky

Give up, I’m raining out the sky

Touchdown, you’re far too close to the sun
Your wings, they still can’t come undone
Learn how to walk before you run

When I came to life

When I came to life

You’re calling, You’re calling, You’re calling
Get back to earth

To life
To life
I’m in flight

Like a satellite

To life

To life

I’m in flight

Like a satellite

Like a satellite…

Like a satellite…

I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling down to earth

When I get too high

When I get too high

You’re calling, You’re calling, You’re calling
Get back to earth

Falling to pieces in the sky

Give up, I’m raining