6:49 A.M. Friday, November 20
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Good morning, Mr. Ben, it's about 6:30
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Winston-Salem, North Carolina
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Just laying here in the bed, half awake, half asleep
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Thinking about you, uh
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I was, uh, wondering if you were looking after your
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Most valuable possession, your mind
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I was thinking about John Glenn
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His space journey and all
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They said that when you're in space
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You lose muscle mass and the body mass
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And I wondered if there was any end to it
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Or whether if you didn't exercise in space
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How long it would be for you were just
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A head or a mind and have no body or arms
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You would have them
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But you couldn't use them
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I was wondering if, uh
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If your body mass would drop to a certain level
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And then it would stop right there
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And keep whatever you needed to use your mind
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'Cause it would still be working
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Thirty seconds remaining
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Anyway, I was just pondering that
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What do you think about that?
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I hope everything is going alright
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I'm going to wake up here in a little while
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And forget what I was thinking about
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Your Most Valuable Possession
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| Ben Folds Five |
