| I certainly am, a long way from home, but that’s okay, I was built to explore
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| Powered by, steam and purpose pie, to search for, a home away from home
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| I must carry on, until the last drop
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| I must never stop, until I am SteamJunk
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| It’s a difficult thing to define, a love for a world I’ve yet to find
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| I mean I know that she is out there, and folks are counting on me to find her
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| I must carry on, until the last drop
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| I must never stop, until I am SteamJunk
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| During the darkest of the night, he re-entered like lightning
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| Boom crash, a steaming hunk of space junk
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| The doomed flight of the steam junk satellite
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| Burning blue matter bright, heading heading heading straight for us
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| I drift along until I find the perfect planet
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| I’ve searched through enough poignant galaxies to last a million lifetimes |