Rising for the morning
Story of the night’s highlites
Those two could never speak
Directly to each other
Lonely souls slave to their white rooms
Slipping through their respective vacuums
A constant parallel
The potion’s pushing bugs out to the sea
These are all good friends of mine
I’m sure they’d be worth your time
See for yourself
You’re a masterpiece unwinding
Pace yourself
With this limitless confinement
Have some fun
You celestial terrestrial
Have some fun
You celestial terrestrial
All the boys and girls
Are waiting for some concrete answers
Those two could never care
Directly for each other
They’re gettin’ a little bit older
With each and every sun rising over their shoulders
They sat on the edge of nothing
Dangling above
But they were good for something
Those two could never speak directly to each other
Those two could never speak directly to each other
See for yourself
You’re a masterpiece unwinding
Pace yourself
With this limitless confinement
Have some fun
You celestial terrestrial
Have some fun
You celestial terrestrial

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