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Forty-five evenings I’ve been watching the ceiling A shooting star I’ll tie a lasso to We’re all joining hands Shut your eyes you’ll see better I’d like to see just how far I can get from you If they won’t take me I guess I’ve got bigger problems Don’t dry your cheek As I go up in that green, green light All that energy I will leave while ascending Pack it up and tie an anchor to Things I just won’t need while I’m meeting our maker I am vessel, I am now something new If they won’t take me I guess I’ve got bigger problems Don’t dry your cheek As I go up in that green, green light The sense of community The sounds of slowed breathing Comparison colored I am finding truth If they won’t take me I guess I’ve got bigger problems Don’t dry your cheek As I go up in that green, green light