David Francey Satellite Lyrics

I lived a long rutted road
Where the nighttime fell like a heavy load
And the firmament was fixed and still
Above the dark of Bunker Hill
I love the twinkling of the lights
I'm watching for a satellite

The shooting stars fall way too fast
They burn so bright, and they never last
And the planets pass as slow as death
Across the sky from East to West
I love the twinkling of the lights I'm watching for a satellite

No movement in that field of stars
Set in time and distance far
And from horizon's edge, a light
A spark of man in lonely flight

Alone among the heavenly host
With a metal heart, directed ghost
And all the glory all around
Eyes firmly fixed upon the ground
I recognise that lonely light
Reflected from a satellite