| Little birdie making car alarm sounds
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| In the tree next to your house
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| Little baby know to smile for the picture
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| Then go back to drawing that flower
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| And a smokey chimney too
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| And an arrow pointing at their room
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| And the stars above
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| Was that a satellite you drew, my love?
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| It’s a signal in the noise
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| It’s a bell in a mine
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| It’s a black dog in a junkyard
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| Gonna chase you down in time
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| Chase you down in time
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| Can you catch up to the cars on the highway?
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| Run them down
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| Can you throw yourself off of an airplane?
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| Breath ripped out
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| While you showboat
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| While you slow float
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| While the Earth gets large and loud
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| Are you breathing now?
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| Here’s the ground
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| Don’t you want to catch you
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| Don’t you want to catch you
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| Make you feel your pulse
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| Make your feet fly
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| Don’t you want to catch you
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| Don’t you want to catch you
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| Drag you down in the dirt
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| Make you feel alive
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| It’s a signal in the noise
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| It’s a bell in a mine
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| It’s a black dog in a junkyard
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| Gonna chase you down in time
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| It’s a signal in the noise
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| It’s a bell in a mine
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| It’s a black dog in a junkyard
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| Gonna chase you down in time
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| It’s a signal in the noise
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| It’s a bell in a mine
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| It’s a black dog in a junkyard
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| Gonna chase you down in time |