All the stars are made of stardust,
They’ve noticed you at last!
Blurred, beauty, far away and unreachable,
They’ve noticed you at last;
Ye not me, it's you;
Nao, probabilities of energia i’m passing through.
Want a perfect smart rest.
They’ve noticed you at last,
All i’m holding is watchtower sand.
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All the stars are made of stardust,
They’ve noticed you at last!
Blurred, beauty, far away and unreachable,
They’ve noticed you at last;
Ye not me, it's you;
Nao, probabilities of energia i’m passing through.
Want a perfect smart rest.
They’ve noticed you at last,
All i’m holding is watchtower dust.
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