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Some nights I ask why, other times no, why stars make me cry, might as well be Space, that marks our credit zone, we're out so late, you come into my sight, the wind is black and cold, then you're gone again, if kids and dogs are great, then why go roaming, stay who you are, wake up and smile Hey, make a place call it home, flame starts with a light, if you hear me cascade, shout down a broken phone, don’t hesitate, no matter how late, to strain our hungry bones, we're only chasing sky, not to be alone.