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Monday, March 03, 2003
 
Last time I talked to you,
You were lonely and out of place
You were looking down on me,
Lost out in space
We laid underneath the stars,
Strung out and feeling brave
I watched the red orange glow,
I watched you float away

Down here in the atmosphere,
Garbage and city lights
You've gone to save your tired soul,
You've gone to save our lives
I turned on the radio,
To find you on satellite
I’m waiting for this sky to fall,
I’m waiting for a sign

All we are is all so far

You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there

Hope you remember me,
When you're home sick
and need a change
I miss your purple hair,
I miss the way you taste
I know you'll come back someday,
On a bed of nails I’ll wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away

All we are is all so far

You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there

You're falling back to me
You're a star that I can see
I know you're out there
You're falling out of reach
Defying gravity
I know you're out there
Somewhere out there
You're falling back to me
I know
I know
You're falling out of reach
I know



 

 
   
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