| a voice from somwhere in the night
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| across a million miles of light
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| a tranquel region reaching out from space
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| looking for higher forms of life
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| the ship from somewhere still unknown
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| sees how deperate we have grown
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| bearing gifts it hesitates behind the moon
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| never been so far away from home
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| calling Earth and still no one has heard
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| the simple message of it’s words
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| from the zone 804
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| in peace not war
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| we come to restore
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| your planet
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| curious childrean watch the sky
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| parents call them back inside
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| while leaders argue over what to use
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| silos are open standing by calling Earth and still no one has heard
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| the simple message of it’s words
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| from the zone 804
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| in peace not war
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| we come to restore
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| your planet
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| from the zone 804
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| in peace not war
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| we come to restore
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| your planet
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| from the zone 804
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| in peace not war
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| we come to restore
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| your planet
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| from the zone 804
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| in peace not war
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| we come to restore
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| your lost planet |