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milow - way up high lyrics

[verse 1: milow]
i’ll tell you a secret
there’s no such thing as time and sp-ce
the stars and comets
will survive the human race

[pre-chorus: milow]
what’s done is done
today is seven years since you’re gone
i’m doing well so far
i’m still wondering where you are

[chorus: milow]
way up high
way up high
way up high
way up high

[verse 2: milow]
i’ll tell you my secret
that sunny afternoon in march
changed my life completely
turned out to be a brand new start

[pre-chorus: milow]
what’s done is done
it’s been seven years since you’re gone
tonight i think of you
i know one day i’ll join you too

[chorus: milow]
way up high
way up high
way up high
way up high
way up high
way up high
way up high
way up high

[bridge: john koenig]
it’s hard not to look at the ground as you walk. to set your sights low, keep the world spinning and try to stay grounded wherever you are. but every so often you remember to look up and imagine the possibilities. dreaming of what’s out there. before long, you find yourself grounded once again. grounded in the sense of being homebound. stuck on earth. the more you look to the sky, the more you find youself back on earth, confronting certain possibilities. it’s possible that there are other names for our planet, that we will never know. that there are constellations that feature our sun, from an angle we’ll never get to see. that there are many other civilizations hidden beyond the veil of time, too far away for their light to ever reach us. we dream of other worlds, and name them after our old discarded gods, and they seem almost as distant – too far to be seen with the naked eye. only ever in artist’s renditions. or a scattering of pixels on a monitor, with the colors tweaked to add a bit of flair. even our own neighbourhood is impossibly vast. we’re used to showing the planets nested together because if we drew them to scale, they’d be so far apart, they wouldn’t fit on the same page. and even our own moon, that seems to hang so close to earth. but still so far away that all the other planets could fit in the sp-ce between them. it’s possible our sp-cesuits won’t need treaded boots ever again. that one day soon we’ll tire of wandering and move back home for good. and we’ll get used to watching our feet as we walk, occasionally stopping to hurl a single probe into the abyss, like a message in a bottle. maybe it shouldn’t matter if anyone ever finds it. if n0body’s there to know we once lived here on earth. maybe it should be like skipping a stone across the surface of a lake. it doesn’t matter where it ends up, it just matters that we’re here on the sh0r-. just trying to have fun and p-ss the time, and see how far it goes

[outro: louis armstrong]
the primary difficulties that we observed was that there was just far too little time to do the variety of things that we would have liked to have done

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