A satellite mistaken for a planet
A planet for a satellite
Let me be your anchorite

The lonely only need to look up into the light
With lungs that breathe together soundlessly
Hold together fast, hold tight

You don’t need, don’t need, don’t need to die to be forgiven
You don’t need, don’t need, don’t need to be a slave to your desiring

Let me be your anchorite, floating above the sea
Let me be your confessor
Lay your burdens down on me

You don’t need, don’t need, don’t need to die to be forgiven
You don’t need, don’t need, don’t need to be a slave to your desiring