Where Gravity is Dead
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Where Gravity is Dead
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Where gravity is dead
And the airplanes fly around
Above the roaming bees
And the buzzing town
Above the tattered flags
And the rotten show posters
Above the clubs and microphones
Above the jealous mouths
That's where you've found yourself
Riding into the sun
On a raft made for one
Red painted radio
Towers sing you songs
Not, not that something's wrong
You've got 'em in your head
But doesn't it get lonely
Riding up there to the sun
On a single raft for one
Don't you wish for someone
To pull you on a string
Down from atmospheres
Down into a clearing
To kiss and box your ears?
That's where you've found yourself
Riding into the sun
On a raft made for one
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Laura Veirs performs "Where Gravity is Dead", and this lyric page sits inside the Laura Veirs catalog on LyroVerse.
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