| She’s bored with staring at the sun
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| Waiting for the night to come
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| And those objects crowded in her sky
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| Will never be identified
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| Wait patiently for explanations in the night
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| We cannot be the only ghosts to float this high
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| She’s holding out for a comet now that the earth stopped breathing
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| And she’ll be hitching a ride before her heart stops beating
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| She came to naked on the lawn
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| Wondering where the time had gone
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| So much more vivid than a dream
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| But I don’t recall anything
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| Wait patiently for explanations in the night
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| We cannot be the only ghosts to float this high
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| You’ve got to come back down here now
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| The earth stopped bleeding
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| And we’ve been giving her mouth to mouth
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| But she wont start breathing
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| I thought the end of the world would be much scarier
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| Now tell me where in the hell are we going to bury her? |