| I’m flying, climbing, floating through time
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| See it all with my naked eye
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| The world’s revolving like it’s mine
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| Losing perspective, head in the clouds
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| But what goes up has to come down
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| For now my head keeps turning 'round
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| And I’m heading for a black hole
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| Spinning out of control
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| Like a satellite, like a satellite
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| I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling
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| Down to Earth
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| When I get too high, when I get too high
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| You’re calling, you’re calling, you’re calling
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| Me back to Earth
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| Illusion tricks the glamorous gold
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| It only leaves you wanting more
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| Wondering how you coped before
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| Touch down, you’re far too close to the sun
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| Your wings, they still can come undone
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| Learn how to walk before you run
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| Like a satellite, like a satellite
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| I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling
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| Down to Earth
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| When I get too high, when I get too high
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| You’re calling, you’re calling, you’re calling
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| Me back to Earth
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| Falling to pieces in the sky
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| Evaporating out of time
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| Touch down, you’re far too close to the sun
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| Your wings, they still can come undone
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| Learn how to walk before you run
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| When I get too high, when I get too high
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| You’re calling, you’re calling, you’re calling
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| Me back to Earth
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| And I’m, and I’m, I’m in flight like a satellite
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| And I’m, and I’m, I’m in flight like a satellite
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| Like a satellite, like a satellite
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| I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling
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| Down to Earth
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| When I get too high, when I get too high
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| You’re calling, you’re calling, you’re calling
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| Me back to Earth
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| Falling to pieces in the sky, evaporating |