This song by Mark Aaron James, called Somewhere Over PA, is about a satellite listening in on the cell phone calls coming from the hijacked Flight 93 on September 11th.

I used to think I was a god because I lived in heaven
I rode a tower of fire, replaced miles and miles of wire
I heard a million voices, witnessed a million choices
But I was humbled when I was helpless

You see, I’m just a satellite and I might die tonight
’cause I can’t take the calls, no I can’t handle them all
And I heard,

Don’t cry, don’t cry, no don’t make this hard I love you
Four guys built just like me, don’t worry, hey I love you
One down, two down, three down, is that true, I love you
There’s something we’ve got to do, don’t worry, hey
I love you

Lord’s Prayer takes on new air when it’s said from heaven
You know who’s will be done, you know who’s kingdom’s comin’
I’m just a satellite and if I heard it right
There’s something wrong down on earth,
I’m taking calls from heaven

Don’t cry, don’t cry, no don’t make this hard I love you
Four guys built just like me, don’t worry, hey I love you
One down, two down, three down, is that true, I love you
There’s something we’ve got to do, don’t worry, hey
I love you

I’m sorry I’m being vague, you see I’m just a machine
But I know where those calls came from
You know what those calls mean
The first battle in the war, the first time the good guys scored
I was a messenger, I was a messenger, singing…

Don’t cry, don’t cry, no don’t make this hard I love you
Four guys built just like me, don’t worry, hey I love you
One down, two down, three down, is that true, I love you
There’s something we’ve got to do, don’t worry, hey
I love you