Satellite

Discovering Freedom: Kenny Holland's Satellite Lyrics Unveiled
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Lyrics

Somewhere, gotta get away I float away, both my feet on the ground

Sensing a need to escape, feeling detached from reality but still grounded.

Out there, pick up a pen and I fly away to my own paper town

Expressing a desire to create, escape into imagination, a metaphorical "paper town."

And I don't mind, packing a bag or two and leaving all the heartache behind

Willingness to leave behind emotional pain, ready to move on.

Go, go, go, I'm a satellite swimming circles looking back at what I used to call home

Feeling disconnected, observing past life while circling around it.

Show me a universe, show me something that hurts

Seeking experiences, even if they bring pain, to understand the vastness of existence.

And though I've never been a hero

Not considering oneself a hero, humble perspective.

I hear so much about how to see the world and everything beautiful

Hearing stories of beauty and exploration, wanting to experience it personally.

Nowhere else to go, grabbin for gravity I'd rather let go

Feeling limited by gravity, desiring freedom from constraints.

So I float there, thinkin that sinkin maybe wouldn't be so bad after all

Contemplating the idea of sinking into the unknown as a possible escape.

And I've sure tried, paid my price till I was staring at the edge of unknown

Enduring hardships, reaching a point of facing the unknown.

Go, go, go, I see a stranger and call it second nature but I've been drifting in the silence alone

Recognizing strangers, but feeling isolated and alone.

Show me a universe, show me something that hurts

Seeking experiences that evoke emotions, even if painful.

And though I've never been a hero

Reiterating the lack of self-identification as a hero.

I hear so much about how to see the world

Hearing about exploring the world but not feeling part of it.

Show me a universe, show me something that hurts

Continued search for experiences that challenge and evoke emotions.

And though I've never been a hero

Repeating the lack of self-identification as a hero.

I hear so much about how to see the world and everything beautiful

Continued longing to experience the beauty of the world.

I remember every Saturday, wake up with dad and head to my football games

Reflecting on past family experiences related to football games.

I experienced passion at the age of eight when I realized piano was my great escape

Discovering passion for music early in life as an escape.

I almost watched one of my sisters drown in second grade

Recalling a traumatic event involving a sister almost drowning.

I saved her but they are my saving grace

Family being a source of support and salvation.

I wouldn't trade them for the Milky Way

Expressing love and value for family over grandiose aspirations.

Fast forward

Jumping ahead in time, progressing through life.

I took a trip on six seconds of fame

Experiencing a brief moment of fame.

Then I lost my mind when I moved to LA

Struggling with mental health upon moving to LA.

I'm sorry mom, I swear I'm okay

Assuring a worried mother of well-being despite internal struggles.

I would never run away for time or space

Commitment to facing challenges rather than running away.

What's my destiny? What is fate?

Pondering life's purpose and the predetermined course.

Where's the love and why is there so much hate?

Questioning the prevalence of hate and the absence of love.

Is there a place for me between the pain, am I insane?

Wondering about one's place amidst pain and questioning mental stability.

Show me a universe, show me something that hurts

Seeking experiences that challenge emotionally.

And though I've never been a hero

Reaffirming the absence of identification as a hero.

I hear so much about how to see the world

Hearing about exploring the world but feeling disconnected.

Show me a universe, show me something that hurts

Continued search for experiences evoking emotions.

And though I've never been a hero

Repeating the lack of self-identification as a hero.

I hear so much about how to see the world

Continued longing to experience the beauty of the world.

Show me a universe, show me something that hurts

Seeking experiences that challenge emotionally.

And though I've never been a hero

Reaffirming the absence of identification as a hero.

I hear so much about how to see the world and everything beautiful

Longing to experience the beauty of the world and its wonders.

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