| I’ve been drifting 'cross the heavens
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| Like a supersonic wraith
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| And the codes I’ve been transmitting
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| Went unnoticed into space
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| There were times I thought I saw you
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| Like a beacon from afar
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| Guess I never really knew you
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| But I sensed just what you are
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| And as the light returns to guide us
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| I feel your presence everywhere
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| Despite the darkness still inside us
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| We will still remain the servants of the air
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| I trawl the frequencies of distance
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| I scan the altitudes of myth
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| I search the shallow for the essence
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| Before I enter the abyss
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| Guess I’m ready for departure
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| Although something holds me down
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| Like an echo from out farther
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| Where the living still abound
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| And as the light returns to guide us
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| I feel your presence everywhere
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| Despite the darkness still inside us
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| We will still remain the servants of the air
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| Of the air
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| Words like a sudden rapture
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| From the unconscious deep
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| Twisting my dull perception
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| From years of debauchery
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| Spheres from the arch galactic
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| Traces the hidden hand
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| Touches the once ecstatic
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| Where longing refused to bend
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| During those endless nights of silence
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| Stardust erupted
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| From the distant thought of you
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| And as the light returns to guide us
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| I feel your presence everywhere
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| Despite the darkness still inside us
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| We will still remain the servants of the air |