Yeah, I've been to Jupiter and I've fallen through the air.




I used to live out on the moon, but now I'm back here down on earth.
Why are you here? Are you listening? Can you hear what I am saying?
I am not here, I'm not listening. I'm in my head and I'm spinning.
Is this who you are? Some sweet violent urge?
A weak fallen man, with the promise of an end?


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