Stuck in orbit around an interstellar vivarium.
Taking pictures in my head to hide away.
I keep pinging home, but its just static on the airwaves.
So i'm alone, alone,
And unable to break
I am a satellite, spinning through your stratosphere.
I am an aging hulk of space junk in your view.
Tired of circling and smiling in your direction,
I'd like to turn around and photograph-
Anything but you.
I know, you know, I know you know I'm out here.
I know, you know, I know you know I'm reaching out.
I know, you know, you're ignoring my transmissions.
I know,I know,
You've got better things to think about.