Blue Moon Offering (Outro)

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Eric Dutton

Eric Ogden Dutton (26 July 1883 – 29 March 1968) was a British lacrosse player who competed in the 1908 Summer Olympics. He was part of the British team that won the silver medal. more »

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When you look up at the stars, do you think of me?
Moonlight shining down on our history
I gave you the torch to hold
You made sure that it went cold
But that was the me of old
Now I'm here and I'm riding this UFO
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
Just give me time to breathe
(Give me time to)
Just give me time to be
(Give me time to)
Give me lots of weed
Just give me time to breathe)
Puff, puff, pass that shit
Just give me time, no
Give me my time back
Give me my time back
Give me my time back
Just give me my time
When you look up at the stars, do you think of me?
Do you think of me when you look up at the stars?
Is your soul alive?
Do you think of me?
Do you?

Smoking on them trees like I'm Carl Sagan
Smoking on them trees like I'm Carl Sagan
Always looking up like I'm Carl Sagan
Always looking up like I'm Carl Sagan
Do you think of me when you look at the stars?
Do you think of me when you look in your heart?

Poke and prod till it's Jenga
Hope to god that we win this
Overall I'll just pen this
Onto my shoulders like Atlas I'm planning the standard of having to lift this
Planet, asking forgiveness
Guess you got to know that I'm on a roll
It's rock and roll like we on a boat
In a thunderstorm, so far from home
And god only knows when it clears
We'll find the coast through the tears
And I know that we will, yeah

Everything gonna be okay, yeah
Everything gonna be okay, yeah
Everything gonna be okay
And I know it will
Nothing's gonna ruin my high
Nothing's gonna ruin my high
Bury me in the booth when I die
See that open road
I do

If I keep my eyes shut then I won't see a reason
And I won't see the stars no more but that's fine, I'm hopeless and breathing
That winter air, and it's chilly yeah, and I didn't care
That my lungs'll freeze, cause I was hungry
For something to get me through, I get in the booth
And I spit the truth when I think it through
And my ink is used, and my mental's screwed
But I'm still in tune
But I'm max capacity, filling shoes
Kind of funny that they thirteen's
But the worst thing about Apollo missions is that they hurt me
Just trying to, trying to feel the wonder
Dance in the rain, not fear the thunder
When I take off the mask, do I peel it upwards?
Unsure of the protocol, like overall
Just a little bit confused what the quotas are
I'm not a know-it-all, need an overhaul
The chances of me seeing utopia are Bonaparte, like
Oh my god, like soda pop
Can't shake the feeling I'm gonna blow, yo
Just gimme a shot like Cortisol

I wanna believe in me
I wanna believe in me
I need them to see
I need them to see, who I am

Type of guy to see the stars tonight
I could find something like a sharper knife
And cut right to the quick of the situation
Is the patience I need just beyond my reach?
Indescribable feeling, failing goals
I'm almost three-oh, should I change my course?
See the finish if I book it, but diminishing returns
Got me out of my mind, sure, feeling kind of burnt
Like I flew too close to the sun, I'm gone
Who knew hope could be spun, right off
Of a perfect grasp
This is self-doubt battling, words attack
I'm sure to last as long as my stamina has
Gas in the tank, but I'm emptying fast
I hope this'll past like depression of past
Last breath, expressionless gasp

I wanna believe in me
I wanna believe in me
I need them to see
I need them to see, who I am

I've was broken before
Now I feel fine, alive, and dandy
I feel a life, a love, and joy
And I feel fine
I told you I would be in time
You know why?

Because I let go
Of everything that's grabbing me and dragging me down
And I hope that one day
Look back on this time and laugh
Cause everything is okay

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