He doesn't have a friend just some occupations
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Staring at the sky or at computer screens
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It gets you in the neck, all this looking skywards
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But every marty knows that you suffer in belief
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But if only you could see that things that he has seen!
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'Cos he knows that he can tell you just what all this means
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He knows, it's true that they're our there
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He knows, it's true that they're our there
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And there's very little faith left on this world
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There's so much in the sky, it must be hiding something
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He thinks that he's prepared and he's counting down the days
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And if only you could see the things that he has seen!
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'Cos he's sure that he could tell you just what all this means
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It's so easy when we sneer
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And mock the faith that he holds dear
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But just like us he's chasing dreams
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If you look hard enough then you'll see it clearly
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There's something that we need always coming from the sky
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And there's very little faith left on this world
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They're Out There
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| Jesus Jones |
