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Text: Cloud Cult. After the Car Crash.

I found a place where the sheep count humans
We speak our minds, but it never hurts feelings
and at night we can watch ourselves sleeping.

I can fly, but I'm not one to be showy,
Okay, I lied, but sometimes I feel I'm floating.
Do you remember when we kissed like spaceships?

Ooooo? ooooo? ooooo...
Ooooo? mmmm? mmmm?

We healed the devil with a couple dozen cookies
We found the answer in the last place we were looking
And in the end, all we want is the beginning.

I found a place where the sheep count humans
We speak our minds, but it never hurts feelings
and at night we can watch ourselves sleeping.

Ooooo? ooooo? ooooo...
Ooooo? mmmm? mmmm?

Let's be eternal for just a little longer
Maybe for the moment
you and I should both be infinite
Everybody here, host a ghost, let's make the most of it
We don't have long?. Ooooooo?.

Let's be eternal for just a little longer
Maybe for the moment
you and I should both be infinite
Everybody here, host a ghost, let's make the most of it
We don't have long