| Write me a letter
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| Write it by hand
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| Tell me everything you want to do before the end
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| I think we will make it
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| Another seventy years
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| That at 101 the only color we see is clear
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| This future is blacker than a black hole
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| And I know it’s hard to get a read on when’s the right time to fold
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| If you keep on keepin' on and keep your eyes fixed on the road
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| You’ll make it along
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| Tell me a star story
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| Steady in a cold night sky
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| Wherever you go I go I
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| Hit Jupiter and hang a right
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| It’s a slow ride it’s a slow ride
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| Earth shifting
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| Temperatures rise
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| But I’ll never forget the way your skin tastes in July
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| It tastes like peaches
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| It tastes like fine light
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| When the park stops burning we can settle up our backs
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| This future is blacker than a black hole
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| But I know it’s hard to get a read on when’s
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| The right time to fall if you keep on keepin' on and
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| Keep your eyes fixed on the road
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| You will make it home
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| Tell me of starry stuff
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| Steady in the cold night sky
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| Wherever you go I go I go
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| I hit Jupiter and hang a right
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| It’s a slow ride it’s a slow ride
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| If this city should under water go
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| I would gather up sticks and I would build my love a boat
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| Float down on the river
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| Float gently down the stream
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| Pinch me till I bleed
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| I want to see the heart dreamin'
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| But this future is blacker
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| It’s blacker than a black hole
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| And baby I know it’s hard to get a read on when’s the right time to fold
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| Mmm if you keep on keepin on
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| And keep your eyes fixed on the road
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| You will make it home
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| Tell me of star stuff
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| Steady in the cold night sky
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| Wherever you go I go I go
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| I hit Jupiter and I hand a ride
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| It’s a slow ride it’s a slow ride
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| It’s a slow ride it’s a slow ride
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| It’s a slow ride it’s a slow ride |