| Well there seems to be a moment of imagining
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| And it’s over now
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| And the lucid world you built is still unraveling
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| And you don’t know how
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| He’s the last man in space tonight, The clouds so close, one way flight
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| He’s the last man in space tonight, gathering speed for an endless flight
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| It’s the storytellers dream of dark and fantasy, Wishing us on our way
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| But now the dizzy tales we tell to keep our sanity
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| When we flew to stay
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| And he’s the last man in space tonight
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| I’m so close, a one way flight
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| He’s the last man in space tonight, gathering speed, but picking up height
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| Hey now tell me if you’re out there
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| Does the Earth loom still
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| Hey now fill me up with laughter
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| Or have we lost you, did you lose that thrill
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| There’s no sympathetic ear to listen anymore
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| Hey you can’t win
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| And the navigator’s power is slowly vanishing
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| Going into a spin
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| And he’s the last man in space tonight
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| Gathering speed, but picking up height
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| He’s the last man in space tonight
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| Going one way on an endless flight
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| He’s the last man in space tonight
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| Clouds so close and blinding light
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| He’s the last man in space tonight
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| Blowing away, a one-way flight |