Do you still believe in God?
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Said the preacher to the astronaut
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I heard it's kinda lonesome there
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Nothing to talk to but a cold, cold air
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Tell me, tell me what was it like?
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Did meaning fall from that celestial light?
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Did it wrap you up in conversation?
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Did it leave you like some ineffable nothing?
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Are you feeling alright?
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In the blink of a flashing, blinding light
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Are you feeling alright?
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Did you ever really feel anything?
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Tell me, are you gonna come back?
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Do you really think you're one of them?
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They're gonna hunt you, they're gonna cut you
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They're gonna open up your body and stuff you
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'Til you say its written, 'til you make the payments
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Leave you heaving in the twigs and the toxic
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There's nothing inside, inside, inside
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Tell me, are the words still paralyzed?
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In the blink of a flashing, blinding light
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Astronaut
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| Wintersleep |
