Satelites are turning   Television`s burning   Shine on water   Does it realy matter?      And if violence make the wind flow   I will break every bone in your body   And if silence make the wind blow   I will listen to the beat of your frosen heart      The temperature is rising now   The talking waters is running dry   The lips are seald, no thoughts revealed   And some will always say   There is a reason for everything   The love we gave, the gifts I made    The sun still shine for yesterday    And all my plastic angels    Are falling from the sky    Though all I`ve done was ever wrong    The ships is sailing , love has gone    So now It`s down to me    And all I want is felicity