Down the road from out the door
faster faster down the lane
moving to a great epiphany
we'll never be the same
Pacing to the speed of light
out of the atmosphere
faster faster baby
let's try to disappear
Rounding the stars
speeding out in space
faster faster maybe
we'll leave, without a trace
Your hair flying behind you
speed ripples on our skin
a leaving of our galaxy
where you and I, begin
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC
Down the road from out the door
faster faster down the lane
moving to a great epiphany
we'll never be the same
Pacing to the speed of light
out of the atmosphere
faster faster baby
let's try to disappear
Rounding the stars
speeding out in space
faster faster maybe
we'll leave, without a trace
Your hair flying behind you
speed ripples on our skin
a leaving of our galaxy
where you and I, begin
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