With your tired legs, you can still walk With your wet clothes, you can still crawl Hear your heartbeat, does it scare you? It still pulses, just accept it Up in the sky, a falling satellite
Up in the sky, a falling satellite ♪ Open your mouth, taste the plastic It's delicious, gilded magic Plain and colorful, ordinary Another Sunday again Up in the sky, a falling satellite Up in the sky, a falling satellite A crashing satellite Now that I've seen all your colors And I've read all your stories What a fucking sad, sad coincidence I'll turn off the television Up in the sky, a falling satellite Up in the sky, a falling satellite Up in the sky, a falling satellite ♪ Up in the sky, a falling satellite