New Constellation

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Hey what's that thing I can't remember

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How did I get so far off center

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Well it's a fractured view through faulty lenses

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What do you trust when you can't trust your senses

But I can fly through the heavens on the power of my heart

And thread my way through a string of stars

To write your name in a new constellation

Declare my love to all creation

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I need to see the Milky Way

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No city lights, no smoky haze

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Just a speck on a speck on a spiral arm

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Ah, it feels so good to be so small

And I can fly through the heavens on the power of my heart

And thread my way through a string of stars

To write your name in a new constellation

Declare my love to all creation

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. In darkness it gathers

. In sunlight it scatters

. My sorrow's contagious

. I've tested your patience

. Saint Dymphna, Cecilia

. Saint Margret, Christina

. We've no faith, but hear us

. Saint Drogo, . Saint Vitus

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Hey what's that thing I can't remember

But I can fly through the heavens on the power of my heart

And thread my way through a string of stars

To write your name in a new constellation

Declare my love to all creation

But I can fly through the heavens on the power of my heart

And thread my way through a string of stars

To write your name in a new constellation

Declare my love to all creation

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