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"Stars"
| Stars | Boy With Stick | Baby, Baby | Stars (edit) |


"Stars"

She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

She's not at work, she's not at school, she's not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.

I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead.
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.

I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.


"Boy With Stick"

If I had to settle up now, I'd really need to find you.
If we have to die alone, let's take a walk and watch the bugs fuck.
Like when you sleep still.

I knew one day you'd die, I promised not to cry.
A noise inside a mind, and everything is fine.
And the world rings on the next blue, or heaven kissed a road to you.
And I have to spot it in you.
You'd gradually, between the sunsets, touch me with your eyes.
But I come clean from your tears now, I really hate to shine.
And I have to settle up now, a million billion souls, so always know I tried.

I knew one day you'd die, I promised not to cry.
A noise inside a mind, and everything is fine.
And everything is fine.


"Baby, Baby"

Baby, baby this I know, you won't be the last thing to go.
Baby, baby this I know,you won't be the last thing to go
Flipping on to manual, till I get nothing done.
Gonna drown the telephone, and you and I can be like one.

Baby, baby this I know, you won't be the last thing to go.
Baby, baby this I know, you won't be the last thing to go.
Throwing all my records away.
Throwing all my records away.
Throwing all my records away.
Throwing all my records away.
Throwing all my guitars away.
Throwing all my guitars away.
Throwing all my guitars away.
Throwing all my guitars.
Throwing all my guitars away.


"Stars (edit)"

She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

She's not at work, she's not at school, she's not in bed, I think I finally broke her.
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs.

I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

I found her out back sitting naked looking up and looking dead.
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, with seven nines and tens.

I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she always waits for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

I thought you'd be there holding daisies, you always wait for me.
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she's out back counting stars.

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