| Transmission I miss my mark day one
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| I was so close to the sun, I burnt the top off my roof
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| I travelled a million miles to uncover what most would doubt
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| Although I believe in God, I need proof
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| I’m itching for conversation, answer if you can hear
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| Where you lost amongst shining stars?
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| Life can seem oh so clear, death can seem oh so near
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| Dodging these comets, I promise my baby I be back if I loose cons
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| Tell her I love her, I miss her
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| I keep her picture upon my dash
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| And I wish her the best of luck, that’s if I crash
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| I saw a few flash just the other day while I was making haste
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| Could be reaching, but I found a beacon attention base
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| I get paranoid swerving around these asteroids
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| Lord forbid I have to abort my mission
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| But it gets hard when you searching in the dark
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| For that one and only spark
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| I think I see what’s missing
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| I found life
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| I found life
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| I found life upon this planet
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| Damnit, I’ve been damaged
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| But I I can manage
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| I won’t take this for granted, life
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| I found life, in the darkest of times
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| How can I describe what’s God’s design
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| With these faulty eyes that often lie
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| Stars shine bright but they often die
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| I’m asking for permission to perceive
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| I’m closer than I’ve ever been
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| I probably shouldn’t leave
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| I probably should record some of the things that I perceive
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| To be more sublime and divine than you and me |