| I often wonder who or what might be out there. |
| How do we communicate?
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| Will we discover other worlds in the ether before we evaporate?
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| Since my imagination’s reach is farther than my eyes can see
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| I must devise a way to travel through this plane of existence before it’s too
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| late
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| To satisfy ambition (still gazing at the stars)
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| I offer this transmission
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| This is who we really are
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| Manifested as a work of art
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| Our translation of what it means to be alive
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| So do you feel as we have felt?
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| Will you invest in all our story tells?
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| Explorations of a species that you’ve survived
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| Looking up to the heavens, staring at a black canvas
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| Speckled with breathtaking celestial beauty
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| I’d love to meet the artist responsible for all this
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| Secrets of the great unknown flowing through me
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| We took the very essence of our souls and cast it out into the universe
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| And so our message in a bottle floats somewhere deep within the cosmic ocean
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| I hope in some way they may understand
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| Green grass and blue skies, a sunset tapestry of mother nature
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| Bestowed with fragments from the heart of man
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| Without a language, only emotion translates
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| Say hello to the dreamers of planet earth
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| Imparting all that we know in hopes it will show everything we’re made of
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| We implore you to measure our planet’s worth
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| A chance to look at ourselves, if life somewhere else isn’t just a fable
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| To exist is to dream
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| The abyss calls to me
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| No endeavor teaches us about ourselves
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| Better than this self-made memoir could
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| I hope this letter reaches through and finds you well
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| And that our chemistry is understood
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| A child’s laughter. |
| A lover’s heartbeat
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| Notions of hope and promise from that which you cannot see
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| Do you feel it? |
| Can you feel it?
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| Lovely reminder of what it all means
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| To be a living, breathing consciousness in apogee
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| Do you feel it? |
| Can you feel it?
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| Oh, my ravaged soul searches for something so out of reach
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| Far from the earth, our spirit rings
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| This is who we really are
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| Manifested as a work of art
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| Our translation of what it means to be alive
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| Do you feel as we have?
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| Will you hear the story of us? |