moving down the fuselage
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toward the open door
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catch you looking down outside
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to see what lies ahead
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one by one
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you watch them fall
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fall through cloud
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one by one
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you watch them fall
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no idea where they're going
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but down
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where they've gone
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where they've gone
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watching as the sun goes down
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i sit inside this plane
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notice how the city lights
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are like the nerves inside the brain
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one by one
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they're going out
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you watch them dim
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one by one
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you watch them fall
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and wonder where they're falling to
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The Drop
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| Peter Gabriel |
