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Driving in the sunshine
Feeling like the stormy night was from a different timeline
Now the rain's stopped falling
We are shining stars and we can hear the future calling
Nobody can blame us
Wanting to be famous
As our lives are gaining on the speed of light.
Tune in to a station
Same all day, but they misunderstand the situation
Useless information
Permeates the airwaves and it's called communication
Fascination holds us
Spellbound as they mould us
All our thoughts are nearly at the speed of light. |
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