Ordinary people.

You and I,
Keep searching for ourselves,
Hoping to find someone else,
Constantly.

We got high, we went to heaven,
With broken wings.
We could fly over them all,
As we sing.

We're just ordinary people,
You and me,
We will find another planet,
Eventually.

We don't need anything,
Don't have greed.
Worldly pleasures we didn't need,
At least not me.

We'll be gone and nothing will be left,
No one will see.
Everything will be dust, and it must,
Disappear, eventually.

We're just ordinary people,
You and me,
We will find another planet,
Eventually.

We thought we'd live forever,
Peacefully.
As our bones are growing old,
So slowly.

We're just ordinary people,
You and me,
We will find another planet,
Eventually.



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