I worked out that I've probably made a mistake
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For each thing I've done right
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Just keeping it even at times seems to take
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Every ounce of my might
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I might've found gold instead of dust
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Could've been someone to hold in trust
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I may seem hard in harder times
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Even when my colours are faded I stay in the lines
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I can't be the sun 'cause I'd burn
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As sure as I leave, I will return
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The moon is too big and too bright
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I can't shine like stars but
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I'll be your satellite
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I'm ready, I'm ready, I've already torn
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All my pieces apart
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Be steady, be steady instead of my usual
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Fits and starts
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My heart has been worn, but it ain't broke
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It may hiccup and cough black smoke
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It may seem old, but it still runs
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Yeah my love has laces that won't come undone
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I can't be the sun 'cause I'd burn
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As sure as I leave, I will return
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The moon is too big and too bright
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I can't shine like stars but
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I'll be your satellite
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Your satellite
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Your satellite
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Your satellite
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Your satellite
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Jupiter's too heavy to hold
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And Mars is too cold, and Venus too hot
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I'd try for Saturn's beautiful rings
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I am none of these things
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And I'm glad that I'm not
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'Cause you'd expect a lot
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Oh
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Yeah, I can't be the sun 'cause I'd burn
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As sure as I leave, I will return
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The moon is too big and too bright
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I can't shine like stars but
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I'll be your satellite
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Your satellite (x7)
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Satellite
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| Barenaked Ladies |
