Satellite Dish

It’s early in the morning
Didn’t have a warning
I made friends with the world
Made friends with the world
A satellite dish materialized
Before my eyes
Sending beacons of magnetic force
Somewhere
Near distant stars so bright
Above
I made friends with the world
Good ol friends with the world
One lone white burning candle
Guides the way
Guides the way
I saw the wall before me turn to jasper
And the calm that i felt was real
I saw
A being that glowed
With watery light
Look straight in my eyes
While grinning a galaxy wide
As all the shame
Inside of me
Just died
I made friends with the world
Good ol friends with the world