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Sometimes in the night when living is easy |
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I go out and watch the sky |
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That chains me like a child |
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Is it the moon that takes me far away |
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Have the stars got something to say |
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I'm afraid, big moon |
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That they'll come and catch you soon |
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And root you up in your old days |
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You're looking peaceful, sleeping stars |
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But your silence will depart |
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When astronauts will cross your way |
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Without doubt, it won't take long |
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'Fore disgust will make us all think wrong |
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We are too young |
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To see what our children see |
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But we are the ones |
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To start the way out of misery |
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Let they go to the stars |
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The scene will not change at all |
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If they don't go their way together |
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Maybe when I'm with you, stars |
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And my prayers will be in vain |
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Then love will cross your way |
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Oh, hey, oh hey-e-ey |
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I'm afraid, big moon |
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That they'll come and catch you soon |
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You're looking peaceful, stars, |
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Your silence will depart |
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Hope that they will come together, once, in distant days |
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Maybe when I'm with you, stars, then love will cross our way |
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Well, I don't want to paint the future black |
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But like me there are millions who desire something back |
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It's not the exploring of stars that seems to be a joke |
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It's just the faith in the old that broke |
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While I'm standing here and I'm trying to get high |
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While I'm dreaming of the stars my time is passing by |
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I think I've got a lot to do before I'm loosing hope |
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It's just the faith in the old that broke |
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It's just the faith in the old that broke |
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It's just the faith in the old that broke |
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It should be so that the old are good and wise |
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But when you look around the old are telling lies |
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They teach us dissatisfaction and hate |
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If we don't return, it could be too late |
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If we don't return, don't return, don't return it could be too late |
