Crash Pad
We can be in two places at once
Like quarks in some quantum-mechanical dance
I've seen a butterfly
Beat it's wings in all the wrong places
I've seen birds that fly
Looked into their startled faces
Fly me home
We couldn't ask for a magical ticket to Mars
The darkest matter couldn't make it work
Even if we asked
So when we understand
The secrets that make it all happen
Will we then change our paths
Or just pretend it really doesn't matter?
Fly me home
Like quarks in some quantum-mechanical dance
I've seen a butterfly
Beat it's wings in all the wrong places
I've seen birds that fly
Looked into their startled faces
Fly me home
We couldn't ask for a magical ticket to Mars
The darkest matter couldn't make it work
Even if we asked
So when we understand
The secrets that make it all happen
Will we then change our paths
Or just pretend it really doesn't matter?
Fly me home
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