| Oh silvery moon, the garden is so complete
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| I’m floating across the sea, the world is a feeling in song
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| And everyone wants me down, they’re saying the world’s in town
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| But you know I’ve thought this through, there’s no solitude on the ground
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| And the world keeps on turning like it’s never been turned before
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| And my mind is expanding over rivers and fields wanting more
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| Left up here in space, I’m part of the Milky Way
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| I’m drifting from day after day and everywhere feels like my home
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| When you smile from your station you seem so far away
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| Further than my imagination, I’ll never get lost again
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| So I’ll just sit here getting stoned, I’ve hardly got somewhere to go
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| Better off here on my own with stars and memories I know we once shared
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| And we really could make it, I’m sure you’re part of this now
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| Now I can’t get down
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| Left up here in space, I’m part of the old Milky Way
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| I’m drifting from day after day and everywhere feels like my home
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| No need to cry little darling
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| There’s nothing left to even say
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| I’m more than dust riding the starlight
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| I’ll never get truly lost again
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| Riding starlight, riding
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| Riding on my way
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| Riding starlight, riding
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| Riding in my brain
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| Riding starlight, riding
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| Riding on my way
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| I’m fine to be left this way |