They'll want to move us to a deserted place.
Far from the constant household noise,
away from everything we have ever known.
But, they just don't know how to fly.
When they find out we know they don't know how,
they'll wait for us to get sleep.
But, we gotta stay awake, we gotta try and dream.
The force of gravity remains,
when they try to take us with them, they can't.
Only together, antigravity appears.
We fly, far away.
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