| I’ve been sleeping with ghosts
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| I’ve been watching stars crawling out of the sky
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| And I’ve been hoping I’m close
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| To the spaceman movies I call my life, my life
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| And I’ve been climbing ladders through time
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| I’ve got tunnel vision but I’m doing fine
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| And I’ve been watching stars coming off of the wall
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| And maybe if I’m lucky
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| I could catch them before you fall
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| And you are not alone
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need some of what you’ve got
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| I need to be high
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| Crawling out of the world she brought
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need to be high
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| And I’ve been holding this microphone
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| And I’ve been shouting out but I think we’re alone
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| And I’ve got platinum vision and a tin foil touch
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| I’ve got you to propel me but I still need so much
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| Not to be alone
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need some of what you’ve got
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| I need to be high
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| Crawling out of the world she brought
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need to be high
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| And you are not alone
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| You are not alone
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| You are not alone
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need some of what you’ve got
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| I need to be high
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| Crawling out of the world she brought
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need to be high
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need some of what you’ve got
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| I need to be high
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| Disappear in the world she brought
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| Calling out to the astronaut
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| I need to be high
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| And I’ve got you to propel me
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| But I still need so much |