Lyrics

Honey dripping and sweet words shifting through a phrase or two
I followed you like an orbit where you’re the world, and I’m the moon

Wounded satellite, eyes a vacancy
A hole too deep, to be set free
Wounded satellite, I have to concede
I’ve given up, burned into the sea

Will the world keep on turning if the soft glow of moonlight ends
And will bees keep on churning, will honey flow, when the nectar’s spent

Wounded satellite, eyes a vacancy
A hole too deep, to be set free
Wounded satellite, I have to concede
I’ve given up, burned into the sea

Wounded satellite, eyes a vacancy
A hole too deep, to be set free
Wounded satellite, I had to concede
I’d given up, burned into the sea