| Pictures came back from Mars, a new golden age we’re told
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| Mars had rivers, lakes, and seas but they’ve never seem to take hold
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| And in the emptiness my mind goes back to you
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| We live beneath, we live above and we live below
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| All of us next to each other, we’re so utterly alone
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| And we were in this all together, now we’re on our own
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| And you learn tenderness is essential
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| And you learn the only thing I know
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| Is how we hold each other right now
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| Make do with someone new, but it’s too scary to ignore
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| It won’t dent my isolation, and we change what we’re looking for
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| Still, we’ve learned what’s worth our time and what’s a bore
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| And you learn tenderness is essential
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| And you learn the only thing I know
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| Is how we hold each other right now
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| Like a dust storm we got caught
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| I came out with the balance of an astronaut
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| Meet me in the garden by the road, and we’ll drive up the coast
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| I’ve been sleepwalking all year, but I didn’t give up this ghost
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| And it all seems like we’ve been so alone
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| And the veil lives on death we lived in
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| No more proxies and no more stand in’s, skies open up
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| The only thing I know is how we hold each other right now
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| Ooh, the only thing I know is how we hold each other right now |