| Floating weightless as I look up in the sky
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| Trying to remember how I used to fly
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| My head is spinnin' and I need to go back home
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| To where I used to live
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| Because I’m tired and I’m sick of this
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| Stress! |
| Struggle!
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| Crashing rubble!
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| Falling faster
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| But now I know
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| It’s a long way back to the moon
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| Waiting for contact very soon
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| It’s been a long, long time
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| Since I had a ranch on Mars
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| It’s a long way back to the moon
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| The pressure’s building and my head is in the clouds
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| Try to breathe it in, but my breath is running out
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| The world is spinnin' and I think need to go back home
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| To where I used to live
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| Because I’m tired and I’m sick of this
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| Stress! |
| Struggle!
|
| Crashing rubble!
|
| Falling faster
|
| But now I know
|
| It’s a long way back to the moon
|
| Waiting for contact very soon
|
| It’s been a long, long time
|
| Since I had a ranch on Mars
|
| It’s a long way back to the moon
|
| And now I know
|
| And now I know
|
| And now I know
|
| It’s a long way back to the moon
|
| Waiting for contact very soon
|
| It’s been a long, long time
|
| Since I had a ranch on Mars
|
| It’s a long way back to the moon
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| My head is spinnin' and I need to go back |