Satellite

She don't look the same In photographs In photographs In film She don't look the same In photographs In photographs In film I saw her by a satellite Hair on fire and bleeding light I couldn't move I watched until the morning I saw her from my windowsill The sky broke open and took her in I heard last night She took her life last week She don't look the same In photographs In photographs In film The waves were flat like silver glass The fog moved in and out so fast It wasn't long Before the cold subsided Had been a year or two at least Since she could dance and friends released The things inside that made them scared To find something alive in there She don't look the same In photographs In photographs In film In photographs In photographs In film She had a dog and a mom And a mouthful of teeth And a head full of hair And some nice memories And the hope till the end That we could find the peace In this world In this world It came to me so suddenly That pain conceals itself in dreams It makes you hate the grace That keeps you human The images cut like a knife Paint horrid things over the life That colored mine and others It's so hard to hear you suffer She don't look the same In photographs In photographs In film In photographs In photographs In film She had a dog and a mom And a mouthful of teeth And a head full of hair And some nice memories And the hope till the end That we could find the peace In this world In this world