| Your silence is a question
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| to what I couldn’t say
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| I see it in your tension
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| I let it slip away.
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| I know I never told you
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| I should have done it then
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| I could have tried to hold you
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| instead I turned and ran.
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| Did you know that I was dying
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| did you know that I was waiting for my ride?
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| the constellation of Orion
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| so bright that night
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| Did you know that I was fading
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| maybe I was hanging on to find
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| you’d be there to save me
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| if I ever fell behind
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| I know it doesn’t matter
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| cause I’ll be leaving soon
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| I’ll try and send you letters
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| and postcards from the moon
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| I’ll hear it if you call me
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| you have to know it’s true
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| It gets a little lonely
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| I hope you miss me too.
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| But did you know that I was dying
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| did you know that I was waiting for my ride?
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| the constellation of Orion
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| so bright that night
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| Did you know that I was fading
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| maybe I was hanging on to find
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| you’d be there to save me
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| if I ever fell behind
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| When the shooting stars hit the city lights
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| I could tell that we would live forever,
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| you and I,
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| standing outside, gazing at the sky;
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| feeling so alive
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| alive…
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| If you knew that I was dying
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| if you knew that I was waiting for my ride
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| still waiting, hoping
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| for you tonight
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| I’m getting tired of trying
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| my destination’s glittering up high
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| The constellation of Orion
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| is where I’m going to fly.
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| So if you ever miss me
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| just look up —
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| look up to the sky. |