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It will shine and it will shudder |
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As I guide it with my rudder |
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On its metalled ways |
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It will cut the night before it |
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As it leaves the day that saw it |
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On its metalled ways |
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Nobody passes us in the deep quiet of the dark sky |
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Nobody sees us alone out here among the stars |
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In these metal ways |
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In these metal days. |
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Through a fault of our designing |
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We are lost among the windings |
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Of these metal ways |
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Back to silence back to minus |
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With the purple sky behind us |
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In these metal ways |
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Nobody hears us when we're alone in the blue future |
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No one receiving the radio's splintered waves |
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In these metal ways |
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In these metal days. |
