Recovering The Satellites
Counting Crows
Gonna get back to basics Guess I'll start it up again I'm fallin' from the ceiling You're falling from the sky now and then Maybe you were shot down in pieces Maybe I slipped in between But we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see Just you and me So why'd you come home to this sleepless town It's a lifetime commitment Recovering the satellites All anybody really wants to know is... When you gonna come down Your mother recognizes all you're desperate displays And she watches as her babies drift violently away 'Til they see themselves in telescopes Do you see yourself in me? We're such crazy babies, little monkey We're so fucked up, you and me So why'd you come home to this faithless town Where we make a lifetime commitment To recovering the satellites And all anybody really wants to know is... When are you gonna come down She sees shooting stars and comet tails She's got heaven in her eyes She says I don't need to be an angel But I'm nothing if I'm not this high But we only stay in orbit For a moment of time And then you're everybody's satellite I wish that you were mine So why'd you come home to this angel town It's a lifetime decission Recovering the satellites Everybody really knows for sure... That you're gonna come down That you're gonna come down5 Star 90s a long red glare alternative & punk alternative rock ani difranco barbaras party beautiful certain sundays in november coffee break counting crows cutting crows dark elliot smith goo goo dolls Good Stuff Grunge Guilty Pleasures happy labelled wrong Mainstream Alternative Mixed music of my youth Music to sleep to mustikka My favorite artists my kind of love old-ish rock pingdjip pop present participle relax rock solar system songs white stripes
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