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Night jets
Burn across
Pacific skies
That summer heat
Motors scream and you bend your knees
You can't sleep in this summer heat
You lie awake and dream of cities
Crystalline structures
And streams of air that hold you up
If you don't sleep
Then I won't sleep
We're such close friends
We're the best of friends
Yeah it's hard to remember
What it felt like before
This burning sun came along
And dried this land up
Yeah!
We'll find somewhere cooler
Somewhere that's ours
We'll find our haven
