Maintain the bearing that you left with
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Fifteen degrees north of anywhere
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Try not to feel the shake in you hands
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Just close your eyes and go fast to end
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Breathe in the white clouds
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And wait
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Freeze out the world with
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Ice crystals on the windscreen
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And you're in the pilots chair
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Mayday, ground control to no one
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Empty the seats and put away the maps
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You've been away past the far horizons
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Close your eyes and sleep
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Fast to the end
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Breathe in the white clouds
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And wait
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Freeze out the world with
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Ice crystals on the windscreen
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And you're in the pilots chair
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Faster, faster, faster, faster...
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Faster, faster, faster...
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Breathe in the white clouds
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And wait
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Freeze out the world with
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Ice crystals on the windscreen
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And you're in the pilots chair
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Faster, faster, faster, faster...
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Fast To The End
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