Marathon Of Stars


Your heart beats interference
With your mind in outer space
As I lay beneath these satellites
Looking up to see your face

Shooting stars and comet tails
All us mortals still can't find
From the surface of such empathy
Every vagueness so unkind

Florescent lamps with a dirty glance
Technology's reasons to rhyme
Technology giving us time to go back home

From frontlines to your front door
On a freeway made of stars
We keep filling in the space between
Like transistors in the dark

Through every superstition
With our reasons left behind
On the surface of futility
Always running out of time

Buzzing lights, only parasites
Technology's reasons to rhyme
Technology changing our minds to come back home

Unplug the phone and take it off the hook
We know the answers they give are impaired
Well I'd show faith in your recovery
If you could show me that you're there
If you could show me you're still there, oh

I've talked to you in light years
While the sun still radiates
Now Tonight you'll sleep so far from me
With your mind in outer space
Your mind in outer space

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