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When all the stars were falling,
I reached up like you said.
All the stars were falling,
One hit me in the head,
And I fell down, down, down.
I fell down, down.
When all the stars were falling,
They fell from above
And I thought of hate, and I thought of hate,
And then I thought of love.
And I fell down, down, down, I fell down, down.
And I've learned how to dance from a Vincent Van Gogh,
And the nights were wrapped in a white sheet,
And now no one even says hello,
'Cause I couldn't stand on my two feet
I fell down
I fell down.
Now the peace you will find, in your own you have found,
The lights of the city are the stars on the ground.
'I may not be a quaalude living in a speed zone,'
But I could be restful, I could be someone's home,
If I fell down,
And I fell down, down.
Now all the stars have fallen.
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