We Are Lifeless Satellites Drifting

Before i pine away.

We are lifeless satellites drifting.

Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting and as i pull my head out i am without one doubt don t wanna be down here soothing my narcissism away. I must crucify the ego before it s far too late i pray the light lifts me out before i pine away. Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting and as i pull my head out i am without one doubt don t want to peer down here serving my narcissism i must crucify the ego before it s far too late. Without her we are lifeless satellites drifting and as i pull my head out i am without one doubt don t wanna be down here feeding my narcissism.

I pray the light lifts me out before i hide away. Its source is bright and endless she resuscitates the hopeless without her we are lifeless satellites drifting obviously the source of light is the sun. I must crucify the ego before it s far too late i pray the light lifts me out before i pine away before i pine away before i pine away pine away before i pine away. It is our divine nature.

Before i pine away. We are all that. In the allegory of the cave socrates uses the sun to represent pure goodness which is in all of us.