| Vacuum, instability
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| A new universe may come
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| Will all this be forgotten?
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| Balance and new symmetry
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| Generating life for everyone
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| They’re selling tickets to see the moon
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| Now aeroplanes fly higher
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| Spirits free and lifted
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| There’s something in the atmosphere
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| We wonder what it’s like amongst the stars
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| Perfect lines get washed away
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| Like chalk on pavements when it rains
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| I’m hoping that we’ll see the signs
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| The broken glass along the way
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| Reminded when we take a fall
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| The ghost inside us makes a call
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| It’s silent
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| Silent in space
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| We tried to find new remedies
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| Comfort for the mind
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| Something to hold onto
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| Weightlessness and gravity
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| Who will be the first to cut the wire?
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| (The wire)
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| Perfect lines get washed away
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| Like chalk on pavements when it rains
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| I’m hoping that we’ll see the signs
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| The broken glass along the way
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| Reminded when we take a fall
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| The ghost inside us makes a call
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| It’s silent
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| Silent in space
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| (Perfect lines get washed away
|
| Like chalk on pavements when it rains
|
| I’m hoping that we see the signs along the way)
|
| Perfect lines get washed away
|
| Like chalk on pavements when it rains
|
| I’m hoping that we’ll see the signs
|
| The broken glass along the way
|
| Reminded when we take a fall
|
| The ghost inside us makes a call
|
| It’s silent
|
| Silent in space
|
| (Perfect lines get washed away
|
| Like chalk on pavements when it rains
|
| I’m hoping that we’ll see the signs along the way) |