Galaxy - Live
The night Carl Sagan died
I was lookin' at the stars
Some people never learn so fast
I took my drink outside
The heavens better than the bars
Especially when you're feeling last
And I long just to hold you tight
There's something I can see in you
You're so strong and I am weak-willed
And pale in the night
So how's about a me with you, too?
My phone's alone, its only tone is
Dialing
And if you care to come away
And maybe stay, babe
Well I'll be smiling
'Cause I long just to hold you tight, my one
I can't believe I feel so low
It's not wrong, it's more like
Something must be right
But then, babe, only you would know
The end, my friend
Some try to pretend
That it's not real
But they don't feel
And outside it's raining
Outside it's raining, outside it's raining
The road gives a simple sense to the night
All the birds that (outside it's raining)
May flock up above in your window
They know that (outside it's raining)
Behind and beyond the glass
The moon too is a Marco Polo (outside it's raining)
And here (outside it's raining)
Even the talking is like sleep because (outside it's raining)
Everything's true
All except for the destination and the morning
My pocket's full of little ryes
Suicides and pride
The night Carl Sagan Died
He really didn't, not for me
Three nights of him alone in my head
And if he comes to find
That it was silly me who served his turn
He might not mind so much
Being
Dead
La ny ny na na ny na ny ny
Thank you
I was lookin' at the stars
Some people never learn so fast
I took my drink outside
The heavens better than the bars
Especially when you're feeling last
And I long just to hold you tight
There's something I can see in you
You're so strong and I am weak-willed
And pale in the night
So how's about a me with you, too?
My phone's alone, its only tone is
Dialing
And if you care to come away
And maybe stay, babe
Well I'll be smiling
'Cause I long just to hold you tight, my one
I can't believe I feel so low
It's not wrong, it's more like
Something must be right
But then, babe, only you would know
The end, my friend
Some try to pretend
That it's not real
But they don't feel
And outside it's raining
Outside it's raining, outside it's raining
The road gives a simple sense to the night
All the birds that (outside it's raining)
May flock up above in your window
They know that (outside it's raining)
Behind and beyond the glass
The moon too is a Marco Polo (outside it's raining)
And here (outside it's raining)
Even the talking is like sleep because (outside it's raining)
Everything's true
All except for the destination and the morning
My pocket's full of little ryes
Suicides and pride
The night Carl Sagan Died
He really didn't, not for me
Three nights of him alone in my head
And if he comes to find
That it was silly me who served his turn
He might not mind so much
Being
Dead
La ny ny na na ny na ny ny
Thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Arthur Edwards, Jon Sydney Watson
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