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ten miles above the landscape |
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I can watch the stars power plants and city lights illuminate the night |
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I must keep going on now |
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I've reached the sea |
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I feel that |
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I'm too far above to hear the torrid waves suddenly the landscape changes |
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I fly through buring clouds one hundred miles an hour |
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I'm going down underwater |
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I travel onward sinking toward the ocean floor the light fades out very slowly on the way down to hell chorus: |
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I see my life in front of me it all floats by my inner eye from my birth until now |
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I can't help but wonder why |
