Over the Atlantic Ocean
Over the Pacific too
In every inch of sky they're always passing by
Even over me and you

Zooming in to take a picture
Sending ones and zeroes back
Put them all together, learn about the weather
Or positions to attack

And late last night
They took my picture with a satellite
And I'm not certain but I think I might have closed my eyes

Some stay over Earth's equator
Some float over both the poles
Some are in a race to deepest outer space
And now some carry people's souls