This is the moment that we come alive
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I'm handing out the breath and the kiss
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I'm electric with the snap and the crackle of creation
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I'm mixing up the mud with the spit
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So rise up Brendan Behan and like a drunken Lazarus
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Let's traipse the high bronze of the evening sky
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Like crack crazed kings.
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Voyager 2 where are you now
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Looking back at home and weeping
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Cold and alone in the dark void
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Winding down and bleeping
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Ever dimmer ever thinner
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Feebly cheeping in the solar winds
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I'll turn you up
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Sail on sail on sail on
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On past the howling storms
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Through electric orange skies
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And blinding methane rain
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Sail on
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I'll turn you up
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Never bring me down to earth again
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Let me blaze a trail of glory across the sky
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Let me traipse across it's golden high
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Let me marvel in wonder and unfettered gaze
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At the bigness and implausibility of being
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Yes stretch out your hands into infinity you human things
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Past blind moons and ice cream worlds
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You hurl your metal ball of dull intelligence
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And show us all our fragile grip
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As we too track with you
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Slower but no less insistent
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Like the only fertile seed
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In the barren vault of being
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Sail on
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Hurtling towards the waiting tomb of empty worlds
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Waiting for the final primary come of life
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I'll turn you up
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And I'm thinking big things
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I'm thinking about mortality
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I'm thinking it's a cheap price that we pay for existance
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This is the moment that we come alive
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This is the breath and this is the kiss
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No we're in Paris
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In the ball gowns
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In the high heels
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In the snow
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And we're spinning round Versailles in a Volkswagen Beetle
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That we'd hired for the day
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(At the cheap rate)
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The room without the shower was cold again
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"Are we already middle-aged", she said
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And I said "I feel nothing
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I feel like a jelly-fish",
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"Mabey it's the Portuguese Men-O-Pause", she joked
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And she laughed her brittle head
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And we went back to bed
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And I've been thinking about these things
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I've been thinking about Voyager 2
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And this is the moment that we come alive.
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*Taken from the album "Vegetarians of Love"
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*Written by Bob Geldof/Pete Briquette
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Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things
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| Bob Geldof |
