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We will make great haste
As we head to space.
We are searching the cosmos wide
For another stone
We can make our home,
For the world of our birth has died.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boysWe have turned our back
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the rest of the stars for me.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boysEvery human grieves
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the best of the stars for me.
Fly away, me boys, fly away, me boysTry to understand
From our own sun's gravity.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save the best of the stars from me.
Turn away, me boys, Turn away, me boys,
We're our world's worst enemy.
A galactic cloud be your spacer's shroud,
Save what's left of the stars from me.
Bridge:
From the rugged peaks to the rolling ocean floor,
We've abused our planet. Still we search for more.
Though we tried our best to save her,
It was never meant to be.
So we cruise the skies while our home world dies.
Save the rest of the stars from me.
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