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von Dole
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I′ve seen the light of a thousand pale suns
Taking much more than a lifetime to run
From the source of their distance
Till the end of their radiance
Some of their stars are wider than our world
But dead inside
I've seen the light of a thousand pale suns
Taking much more than a lifetime to run
From the source of their distance
Till the end of their radiance
Some of their stars are wider than our world
We′re always feeling
Stars falling on earth
Killing ourselves
For no one
Time ain't no moral measure to our lives
A few decades doesn't mean much to me
Our sun is eight millions far from this land
Why am I always so slow to come back to you?
We′re always feeling
Stars falling on earth
Killing ourselves
For no one
I won′t be running with the hellhounds with a howl
How come those stars don't be nice
Than a red light crystallized in outer space?
Thinking of these stars
And their nestlings of planets
Whole worlds in folding maps
Huge cold satellites
We′re always feeling
Stars falling on earth
Killing ourselves
For no one
I won't be running with the hellhounds with a howl
How come those stars don′t be nice
Than a red light crystallized in outer space?
Taking much more than a lifetime to run
From the source of their distance
Till the end of their radiance
Some of their stars are wider than our world
But dead inside
I've seen the light of a thousand pale suns
Taking much more than a lifetime to run
From the source of their distance
Till the end of their radiance
Some of their stars are wider than our world
We′re always feeling
Stars falling on earth
Killing ourselves
For no one
Time ain't no moral measure to our lives
A few decades doesn't mean much to me
Our sun is eight millions far from this land
Why am I always so slow to come back to you?
We′re always feeling
Stars falling on earth
Killing ourselves
For no one
I won′t be running with the hellhounds with a howl
How come those stars don't be nice
Than a red light crystallized in outer space?
Thinking of these stars
And their nestlings of planets
Whole worlds in folding maps
Huge cold satellites
We′re always feeling
Stars falling on earth
Killing ourselves
For no one
I won't be running with the hellhounds with a howl
How come those stars don′t be nice
Than a red light crystallized in outer space?
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