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Astronauts - text

Are you sick of all this change?
In a century that keeps feet so firmly off the ground
You can't stand this place
Well I'm with you 'til the end
So let us both go to outer space
With nothing but pens for what we'll say when we come back

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts
But in your passenger seat, I feel limitless
Success in the end, it all depends
On whether you're still my oldest friend

On the days you're suffering
Then the world is on my shoulders too
And if you ever died, I'd question going on without you
Would I make it 'til the end?
Would I bother going to outer space?
With nothing but a broken mind to keep me safe
Would I come back?

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts
But in your passenger seat, I feel limitless
Success in the end, it all depends
On whether you're still my oldest friend

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