Music is like poetry.

She smells of the sun
and she’s constantly saying
that’s it’s all right,
because lies sound so nice.
And like soil to seed goes
to casting my fears aside…

She says, "The satellite is coming".
I pray, the wrecking ball is waining
She says, "The satellite is coming.
It’s come to take us home".

Satellite…

Still smells of the sun
and the light that brings healing
is burning my eyes
and the dark seems so nice
and I’m choking on blessings that I can receive
I hide.

She says, "The satellite is coming".
I pray, wrecking ball is waining.
She says, "The satellite is coming.
It’s come to take us home."

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–Nine Inch Nails – We’re In This Together–

I’ve become impossible
holding on to when
when everything seemed to matter more
the two of us
all used and beaten up
watching fate as it flow down the path we
have chose

you and me
we’re in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you

awake to the sound as they peel apart the skin
they pick and they pull
trying to get their fingers in
well they’ve got to kill what we’ve found
well they’ve got to hate what we fear
well they’ve got to make it go away
well they’ve got to make it disappear

the farther I fall I’m beside you
as lost as I get I will find you
the deeper the wound I’m inside you
for ever and ever I’m a part of

you and me
we’re in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you

all that we were is gone we have to hold on
all that we were is gone we have to hold on
when all our hope is gone we have to hold on
all that we were is gone but we can hold on

you and me
we’re in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
even after everything
you’re the queen and I’m the king
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