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■ I know what you're thinking, father
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(..’only dream I ever have is the surface of the sun...every time I shut my eyes is always the same’ - Sunshine)
hey, creatures of earth I'm off to the sun I’m packing up light, no tooth brush, no gun farewell weeks and years of earthly chores I'm letting go now my gravity's yours the rocket is ready I'm happy to say a heart and two wings and a ticket one way people are waving their faces look numb I smile and I show them that up is my thumb fear not for my future full of fire and heat I'll be hugging the light while you'll lie or you'll cheat 10 9 8 7 I'm ready to go 6 5 4 3 this countdown's too slow 2 1 then lift off my God what a blast I'm coming I'm coming behind me just dust I'm passing the moon, the mysterious stone good bye and farewell hope you're happy alone adieu, adieu oh, muses of mine I'm wishing you well in my last hour rhyme don't cry, I am smiling and that's all I can say I’d be writing you letters and notes on the way I'd be drawing you charts, as my words melt like butter but the papers would burn and their ashes would flutter I’m close, oh, so close I’m finally there what do I see? is what no man would dare *** as you stare at the sun on a beautiful day on a little blue planet many light-years away just smile for no reason for I could be a ray
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