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Gonna get back to basics |
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Guess I'll start it up again |
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I'm fallin' from the ceiling |
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You're falling from the sky now and then |
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Maybe you were shot down in pieces |
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Maybe I slipped in between |
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But we were gonna be the wildest people they ever hoped to see |
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Just you and me |
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So why'd you come home to this sleepless town |
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It's a lifetime commitment |
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Recovering the satellites |
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All anybody really wants to know is... |
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when you gonna come down |
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Your mother recognizes all you're desperate displays |
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and she watches as her babies drift violently away |
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til they see themselves in telescopes |
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Do you see yourself in me? |
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We're such crazy babies, little monkey |
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We're so fucked up, you and me |
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So why'd you come home to this faithless town |
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Where we make a lifetime commitment |
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to recovering the satellites |
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and all anybody really wants to know is... |
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when are you gonna come down |
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She sees shooting stars and comet tails |
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She's got heaven in her eyes |
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She says I don't need to be an angel |
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But I'm nothing if Im not this high |
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But we only stay in orbit |
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For a moment of time |
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And then you're everybody's satellite |
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I wish that you were mine |
