This fire's getting out of control
how can I explain?

It's like boiling lemonade...

Sometimes I just wanna scream
and other times I just really want to be an astronaut

I will gladly eat moon dust for one taste of this galaxy.

Endeavor, take me with you.

I live in outer space.

Breathing in the stars.

So I may swirl my finger around in the sea from a birds eye view and tell all the cetaceans how much I love them.

Let this comet collide with the cement wall, let the fireworks explode, because I simply cannot keep silent any longer.


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