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On any given day at your day job
The same old mean and cold routine
It seems time is running so slow
You need to seek distraction
That's when you look out thru the window
And devise something strange out there
You see it floating in the distance
Observing your reaction
You move your eyes to the sides
Seeking for eventual witnesses
Nobody sees the flying man
You start receiving his messages
He asks you to come by the window
For a brief conversation / chit chat
It's so strange You feel no fear / but it's a fact
You are to receive receive the revelation / You'll receive the revelation
You are to receive the revelation
The spaceman signals
He wants to take you for a ride today,
On his orange ship light years away
On a trip to Ursa Major
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