Ashes of a star, swirlin’ in our {}
I think of all the history come before, and mysteries accounted for
And many more that we still can’t explain
As we sit out by the garden where the humming birds are fightin’ over flowers
So you read the news, everything that’s goin’ wrong
Started out your mornin’ with a warnin’ ’bout the thunder clouds formin’ and which side we should be on
But when I look at the world I don’t see sides I see facets of a giant cosmic disco ball
And I see us all
Flyin’ down the mountain side smell the brakes burnin’
Tell the ghost of Lincoln hе can drive
Spinnin’ in a wheel within a wheel that’s always turnin’
Learnin’ what it means to bе alive
Ripples spreadin’ out, dancers in a line
Older than we’ve ever been, we’ll never be this young again
Never know when we’ll run out of time
As we race along the razor’s edge and look over the window ledge
At canyons of hope and misery
Won’t you come with me and go
Flyin’ down the mountain side smell the brakes burnin’
Tell the ghost of Lincoln he can drive
Spinnin’ in a wheel within a wheel that’s always turnin’
Learnin’ what it means to be alive
Let’s go
Flyin’ down the mountain side smell the brakes burnin’
Tell the ghost of Lincoln he can drive
Spinnin’ in a wheel within a wheel that’s always turnin’
Learnin’ what it means to be alive
We’ll go
Flyin’ down the mountain side smell the brakes burnin’
Spinnin’ in a wheel within a wheel that’s always turnin’
Flyin’ down the mountain side smell the brakes burnin’
Spinnin’ in a wheel within a wheel that’s always turnin’
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
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