Lyin on our backs
We were swimmin in the grass holdin hands
Undressin all the stars
Makin constellations right in my back yard
Everything connected easy then
Searchin for the satellites
To me they all just look like stars
We stole your daddys car
Hit the interstate and bought a deck of cards
Yellin 'gin' all night
Shinin flashlights up into the drunken sky
Trying to find a meaning in our lives
Searchin for the satellites
To me they all just look like stars
We crumpled time into a ball
We squeezed the juice out of the stars
Drinkin every drop of cosmic wine
We pissed it up into the air
And let the drops fly everywhere
Spreadin out the temporary light
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