Satellite Heart

[Intro] [Sound of a deep, pumping synth-bass and airy, swirling pad] Mmm, yeah... Tonight... the light is on us... [Verse 1] The city's sleeping, but the speakers call my name Another neon sign in a predictable game I saw the lost souls clinging to a fading star But I know exactly where my truest anchors are You called me up at two, a whisper in the static Said your situation was getting too dramatic [Pre-Chorus] I know what they all will say "That crowd is moving the wrong way" But we don't care about their stare [Chorus] 'Cause you're my satellite heart, burning in the dark Spinning 'round the mess that they can't understand Yeah, you're my perfect alibi, under this electric sky We hold the map inside the palms of our own hands We move like a secret, beat like a drum We are the moment that is still to come [Verse 2] They preach the sermon, tell us how we should behave But the promises they make are just an empty wave I've seen the fake smiles, the ones that never reach the eyes And I've seen the truth reflecting in your sharp replies No need for contracts, no ring to bind the soul This connection that we share makes me feel whole [Pre-Chorus] I know I might fall one day But you'll sweep the silence away And we'll start again right here [Chorus] 'Cause you're my satellite heart, burning in the dark Spinning 'round the mess that they can't understand Yeah, you're my perfect alibi, under this electric sky We hold the map inside the palms of our own hands We move like a secret, beat like a drum We are the moment that is still to come [Bridge] [Beat drops slightly, arpeggiated synth line comes forward] (soft, breathy whisper over filtered vocal sample) Don't you dare think you're alone We built this empire from a whisper and a stone I feel your frequency, across the broken wires We dance a pattern that will never lose its fires... [Slight pause before the beat slams back in] [Final Chorus] You're my satellite heart, burning in the dark Spinning 'round the mess that they can't understand Yeah, you're my perfect alibi, under this electric sky We hold the map inside the palms of our own hands We move like a secret, beat like a drum We are the moment that is still to come [Outro] Yeah... still to come... [Synth-bass line repeats and fades out with a final, echoing clap and pad swell] Satellite... [The track ends abruptly on the final kick drum]