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#Cosmos

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01 You're looking at a point between the wall and the moon, You're looking at a point between the wall and the moon, and I in that same place yesterday was burying a star under th… MMXXVI
02 It's hard to take a step. The sign – to the right; The red eye of the traffic light It's hard to take a step. The sign – to the right; The red eye of the traffic light looks to the left. You want to go s… MMXXIV
03 "We – are minds", - in our eyes galaxies flicker. "We – are minds", - in our eyes galaxies flicker. "You – alas", - something stops you shining: either Balenciagas, or g… MMXXIV
04 You dream of dissolving in the crowd, you get closer in the moment, you bleach the grey out of sleepy faces You dream of dissolving in the crowd, you get closer in the moment, you bleach the grey out of sleepy faces on a workin… MMXXII
05 You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out over the stars, dancing the boogie-woogie in freshly pressed dre… MMXXII
06 Smashing into constellations on the march, night is late for the visit. today it got a century older, Smashing into constellations on the march, night is late for the visit. today it got a century older, the pond round th… MMXXII
07 They left in white And said goodbye to everyone in silence, They left in white And said goodbye to everyone in silence, Not looking around for meaning, As if they feared someone's… MMXXII
08 And now the music has stayed with me with black branching notes, beaten in under the skin with explosive bars, And now the music has stayed with me with black branching notes, beaten in under the skin with explosive bars, merciles… MMXX
09 And grabbing air so hard that gills come out, And grabbing air so hard that gills come out, you catch with your mouth the Cosmos's icy freeze. Throat in a knot, With… MMXX
10 They're prepping us for the meeting With the planets' new resident. Made by a genius's hand, They're prepping us for the meeting With the planets' new resident. Made by a genius's hand, Artificial intelligence. E… MMXVII
11 How hard it is to meet kind eyes At rush hour, and in an overpacked carriage Hoping the crowd won't chew you up How hard it is to meet kind eyes At rush hour, and in an overpacked carriage Hoping the crowd won't chew you up And you… MMXVII
12 Grown up for a long time now, it seems, And you understand, that this option isn't yours, Grown up for a long time now, it seems, And you understand, that this option isn't yours, But you reach out just to be… MMXVII

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