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Rocket Man : Still flying It’s cold as Hell up here in outer space. I left the old me way behind. It’s hard to see that there’s another way. I always said that I wanted to fly. But now I’m way up here, spinning out of control. I need a safe space to reel me in, but I can’t grab a hold. So I’m gonna fly even higher than I’ve ever been before. I’m a rocket man who is swimming far away from the shore. I never wanted to be a rocket man. They just let me go alone, so I took the chance. And I think I’m gonna find a way to be, Got wings attached, no ejector seat And I’m travelling faster than I ever should, I’ve gone a million miles further than they said I could. Left Mars behind, I think it’s been gone a year. No turning back time now, the Earth’s not here. A distant star that I can no longer see. I’m drifting away and there’s no tractor beam. I never wanted to be a rocket man. They just let me go alone, so I took the chance. Man on a mission, searching galaxies. A lonely man in space alone. I fly with shooting stars, they comfort me. I guess we’re both a long, long way from home. My destination is the universe. A forward explorer from way away. Forever searching for the perfect words, But all I find is more stars in space. I never wanted to be a rocket man… (C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 5:37 AM UTC
aa-harvey
Rocket Man : Still flying
Rocket Man : Still flying It’s cold as Hell up here in outer space. I left the old me way behind. It’s hard to see that there’s another way. I always said that I wanted to fly. But now I’m way up here, spinning out of control. I need a safe space to reel me in, but I can’t grab a hold. So I’m gonna fly even higher than I’ve ever been before. I’m a rocket man who is swimming far away from the shore. I never wanted to be a rocket man. They just let me go alone, so I took the chance. And I think I’m gonna find a way to be, Got wings attached, no ejector seat And I’m travelling faster than I ever should, I’ve gone a million miles further than they said I could. Left Mars behind, I think it’s been gone a year. No turning back time now, the Earth’s not here. A distant star that I can no longer see. I’m drifting away and there’s no tractor beam. I never wanted to be a rocket man. They just let me go alone, so I took the chance. Man on a mission, searching galaxies. A lonely man in space alone. I fly with shooting stars, they comfort me. I guess we’re both a long, long way from home. My destination is the universe. A forward explorer from way away. Forever searching for the perfect words, But all I find is more stars in space. I never wanted to be a rocket man… (C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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by the sea i saw her there, lost on another voyage; i hope she finds her way home floating on the notes between the bars of the road bopping along a scale frozen in time until the asphalt weakens under the sun and rain and snow; washout roads lead to washed out souls but conditions have never been better. i was saved by a martyr self bundled in boxes and shipped off to my sister — my keeper; rescued by captain fantastic, sleeping with myself, saved in time tonight and every night and winding it down like the brown dirt cowboy you always knew i could be. those songs came over the waves sailing through my musical bones, electrified; neurotransmitters like piano keys jazzing up a well-strummed soul, fingers plucking heart strings without resistance, and i am at the mercy of music you’ve made - that mesmerizing melody in the inflection of your voice and the movement of your body against mine; rhythm. don’t **** this song and dance when the curtains just opened let this harmony take us home and resonate.
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Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 3:32 PM UTC
Afrotastic27
fantastic strikes back
by the sea i saw her there, lost on another voyage; i hope she finds her way home floating on the notes between the bars of the road bopping along a scale frozen in time until the asphalt weakens under the sun and rain and snow; washout roads lead to washed out souls but conditions have never been better. i was saved by a martyr self bundled in boxes and shipped off to my sister — my keeper; rescued by captain fantastic, sleeping with myself, saved in time tonight and every night and winding it down like the brown dirt cowboy you always knew i could be. those songs came over the waves sailing through my musical bones, electrified; neurotransmitters like piano keys jazzing up a well-strummed soul, fingers plucking heart strings without resistance, and i am at the mercy of music you’ve made - that mesmerizing melody in the inflection of your voice and the movement of your body against mine; rhythm. don’t **** this song and dance when the curtains just opened let this harmony take us home and resonate.
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