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Soaking in the rain I see me walking I¡¯m remotely controlled. My legs have gone invisible, I¡¯m spinning down an endless black hole. Flashing lights the automated banker sends a signal to me. The message hovers over, under, blinding me from your frequency.

Spaceman bring me down, and lean on me ¡®til I¡¯m grounded. Stay with me ¡®til morning, I¡¯ll never take up flying again.

Lying on the grass I feel the signal rushing down to my heart. My shields are getting weak my contact¡¯s hanging by a thread to the stars. I try to block the message but it¡¯s overloading all that I am.

Spaceman bring me down, and lean on me ¡®til I¡¯m grounded. Stay with me ¡®til morning, I¡¯ll never take up flying again.

I try not to breath, suck back a tank of gasoline. My lips are turning green, I wait to bleed. I want the sun to rise, show me a sign.

Spaceman bring me down, I¡¯m home when I feel your gravity. I¡¯ll never find where I am, I¡¯m miles away from dry land. Spaceman drag me down, & hold me until I¡¯m sober. Get me through ¡®til morning, I¡¯ll give up on my flying, a million miles from nowhere, I wonder if you¡¯re out there Spaceman.

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SPACEMAN
Artificial Joy Club

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