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Our Lady Peace

Supersatellite

Wow, this is tough to do.

That was a guitar lick and the song was born out of that groove. The Naveed record in general was born out of a lot of guitar licks and grooves. I hadn’t brought in a lot of songs on acoustic or just melodic ideas. It was just a band in a rehearsal space and I remember we wrote the groove up in a really dodgy place in Mississauga, in an industrial warehouse we’d found for cheap when we were doing pre-production.

The groove was so amazing, it wasn’t really a struggle to build but the song took a little while, just trying to find the right chorus for it. Lyrically it was really about as personal as I got on Naveed, just in terms of where I was trying to come from and where I was getting my inspiration as a writer. Reading Dylan over People magazine, or finding that juxtaposition really interesting. You could be reading Ginsberg in the studio one day and all of a sudden you’re sitting around and there’s a People magazine and you find that just as interesting which is slightly pathetic, but human nature.- Raine Maida, CBC, 21 Mar. 2014

Lyrics

Brief References

I've read the Bible, I've read Dylan, and I'm reading people now
Because it's much more chilling
But I sit, sit on a satellite with the stars made of gold
And there's life in this hollow lens

But I know, I know, I know, yeah, supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's supersatellite

I watch the traffic, I find the seeds
And one man in particular, well he's not what he seems
So I quick, quick, I can't focus in on the lies in his head
Convinced, oh, that his blood is blue but it's red, red, red, yeah

Supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's super, yeah

And nothing dazzles me, I am in his dreams
And nothing is shocking, transparent human being

Supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's super, yeah
Supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's supersatellite, it's super, super, super

Oh, the soul inside the world
Far better than the inside of the mind
Fuck you, I am you
You hear me?
Stop crying, stop crying

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