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The Long Winters
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The Commander Thinks Aloud
Lyricist:John Morgan Roderick
Boys and girls in cars Dogs and birds on lawns From here I can touch the sun Yeah, yeah
Put your jackets on I feel we're being born The Tropic of Capricorn is below Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We stall above the pole Still your face is young As we feel our weight return Yeah, yeah
A trail of shooting stars The horses call of storm Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Because the air contains the charge Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The radio is on And Houston knows the score Can you feel it? We're almost home Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The crew compartment's breaking up The crew compartment's breaking up The crew compartment's breaking up The crew compartment's breaking up
The crew compartment's breaking up The crew compartment's breaking up The crew compartment's breaking up
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