As the morn awakes the flowerbed
I stare into the sky
Not quite at the sun

And see the satellite radiate

As the midday soaks the concrete porch

I stare at the hummingbird wondering how fast his heart pumps
But I can't help but feel the weight
of my own flesh

as it fades away

But I still see the satellite

And it radiates

As the twilight glows like ember

I stare into your eyes
And feel such warmth
But I can't see you like I used to.


As I approach my midnight
I stare into the sky

Not quite at the sun
And see the satellite radiate
But my own flesh it fades away