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Nova Heather Live From The Milky Way

I think of Venus sinking down into the sea And what it is to be alone and have nothing I don't know why you want to leave this space between Is it easier

Slipping, slipping from me Burning, breathing, breathing Sleeping, in me I used to lean over the side of the boat And get hypnotized by the water and dream Slipping, slipping, slipping Slipping from

On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into a little chink of sun, going somewhere older than I was, strapped into something tight, keeping me small

, slipping from me. Burning, breathing, breathing, sleeping, in me. I used to lean over the side of the boat and get hypnotized by the water and dream. Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping from

I will cry for you sometimes when the night is down. And I raise my head up to the mountains, talk to the birds and I fly 'cause the spirit lives on,