[00:05.77]It's cold in the yard
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[00:11.39]I don't know where to start
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[00:19.73]Everything is already tattooed somewhere
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[00:29.67]There's some halt in the way that things seem to work here
[00:31.78]The sun's radiance reaches us in eight minutes
[00:33.06]But given its age given the ever expanding nature of the universe
[00:36.65]Somewhere 4 5 billion light years away its solar winds are breathing fire
[00:42.90]For the first time its flares dancing through the dark
[00:47.15]To awaken the worlds at their birth
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[00:51.94]Is our being this buoyant is some celestial observer watching us
[00:57.48]Through a series of glass lenses
[00:59.78]And mirrors jotting down notes of years ago maybe
[01:04.60]Of his flight across the country from the the place
[01:07.70]He called home to the place I've always called home
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[01:12.54]If so on what star on what rock does his life still shine
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[01:25.35]I've been tinkering with lead pipes and gunpowder aluminum frames fein
[01:32.31]Saws and soldering irons steel
[01:34.52]A fishbowl from the attic my astronaut's helmet winter gloves snow boots
[01:39.96]And overalls over a wetsuit to stave off the cold a notebook of his thoughts
[01:45.52]To stave off the loneliness infinity isn't anything until you are among
[01:52.41]The stars searching for something I have lost have lost
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[01:58.38]Let us hope that the duct tape holds and my misguided science
[02:04.69]And memories of his crooked coffee stained smile can lead me to a place
[02:10.78]Where his light still illuminates the days