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4... 3... 2... 1... |
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Have you heard the story about the boy who made a rocket? |
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He had all the things he needed, good friends and all the science |
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Gathered all his homies up to form a strong alliance |
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They're cool and noble men, they're honest, with hearts of lions |
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They worked together, piece-by-piece, to finish the project |
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He made it all work, boy's a genius, he kissed his loved ones |
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And they all climbed aboard it and strapped in |
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Born to go where no one's gone before... |
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Will they know? |
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How far can we really go? |
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How far can we really go? |
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How do we go? |
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I'd surely like to know |
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How far can we really go? |
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Yeah... The boy was saddened yet excited he finished the rocket |
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He thought of home, the girl who occupied his locket |
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There was no good, he needed a change, and thus he found it |
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A place called |
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Earth, blue and green, it was their arrival |
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The plants, the trees, extraordinary things, great place for science |
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So overwhelmed by this, he cut off the people who loved him |
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His mind corrupted, boy transformed into a wizard |
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All alone, he thinks about the days |
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He was born to go where no one's gone before... |
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And so he thought... |
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How far can we really go? |
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How far can we really go? |
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How do we go? |
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I'd surely like to know |
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How far can we really go? |
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How far can we really go? ... |
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Liftoff. |