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  • As I float here
    In outer space
    I pick up that signal
    I can feel your trace

    This space suit is old and cracked
    I died long ago
    Escaped from space and time
    It’s not so bad you know

    Why do you do this to yourself
    Why can’t you forget me
    I’m just another page
    in some old forgotten story

    I know I’m not worth the space
    that I take in your mind
    Why can’t you forget me
    and leave your troubles behind

    What does it mean
    To love me still
    What is the difference
    Between let go and kill

    Why must you press your face
    Against the tracks
    Of this freight train of time
    Creating these circular attacks

    We can’t spend our lives
    Crying in front of tombs
    There will always be flowers
    That grow where there is room

    This house has not burned down
    There are other rooms
    Face the blinding light of the future
    You’ll be there soon.

    I'm gone
    Have fun, take risks
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