| Dawn comes and you’re up, you drink a fast cup
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| Don’t keep them waiting
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| All systems are go; |
| far down below
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| Morning is breaking
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| And your’e ready, you know the routine
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| You suit up and you board your machine
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| As all over the world
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| Eyes are glued to the video screen
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| There’s a hole in the clouds when you look up tonight
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| A window that beckons you toward the moonlight
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| The tower counts down and the moment is right
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| You take a deep breath, but your chest still goes tight
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| Alone at the top of the world
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| Day turns into night, turns back to day
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| Twice on the hour
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| But you’re far from it now, light years away
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| Thin stream of power
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| Rumbling under your feet, eagle leaps from the concrete
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| And the lines fly away as the pad crumbles under the heat
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| There’s a hole in the clouds when you look up tonight
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| A window that beckons you toward the moonlight
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| The tower counts down and the moment is right
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| You take a deep breath, but your chest still goes tight
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| Alone at the top of the world
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| Hole in the cloud
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| Window that beckons you
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| There’s a hole in the clouds when you look up tonight
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| A window that beckons you toward the moonlight
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| The tower counts down and the moment is right
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| You take a deep breath but your chest still goes tight
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| Alone at the top of the world
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| At the top of the world
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| At the top of the world
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| At the top of the world |