Pale Dot Blues

I suppose sometimes it bothers me to know
We're making it up as we go
I know sometimes I get down, but don't you worry babe
I always, I always work it out
We're on a molten rock slicing through space and time
I guess our problems are kinda small
I try not to do what I do best, over obsess, and drive you right up a wall

Oh my god, oh my god, do you wanna spin with me
Oh my god, oh my god, I just wanna spin with you
In the end, we'll spin free

Existentialism kinda sometimes always, well
It freaks me the fuck right out
It's only Tuesday man this ain't no heart attack
But I can't go on like this all day
So after work won't you sit with me, you always calm my nerves
Let's slow drink
We'll dream of small towns and beaches and autumn leaves
And everything we know is right within our reach

Oh my god, oh my god, do you wanna spin with me
Oh my god, oh my god, I just wanna spin with you
In the end, we'll spin free



Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Brown
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