Stranded Satellite Songtext
von Cursive

I′ve got my troubles
They're waiting back at home
Up in this bubble
I tend to make my own
This tilted orbit
Dull as a sedative
Someone write my obit
Hope he′s happy where he's headed

It's a white rabbit
Stranded satellite
It′s a parlor trick
Stranded satellite
I′m so full of shit
Stranded satellite

I'm up here every night and
I′m feeling less enlightened
What was it I was fighting?


I've been abandoned
I do it to myself
I′ve got this habit
Of making heaven hell
This floating flophouse
Keeping me gone too long
Someone tell my spouse
I love her more than Major Tom did

No, I don't think she knows
Stranded satellite
In a gilded cage
Stranded satellite
In a rolling grave
Stranded satellite

I′m up here every night and
I'm feeling less enlightened
What was it I was fighting?

I'm feeling distant
You′re half a world away
These bad decisions
Solidified my fate
I miss you dearly
But I′m not coming home
Yeah, this life is dreary
It's the only life I know


I′ve got my troubles
They're waiting back at home
Up in this bubble
I tend to make my own
This tilted orbit
Dull as a sedative
Someone write my obit
Hope he′s happy where he's headed