The Sky is Getting Closer We each knew we had plenty of time To be late, and be late some more, And still make the victory on time. Each of us knew we should take a place, But the code of honor says One has to cut class. And only when someone raced ahead of his age, And no one remembered him for a hundred years, Did I know the sky Is getting closer With every day. We parted then at every street corner Carefully forgetting how we’re being watched; All roads led from our doors But we only stepped out to burn cigarettes. And this long night lay ahead And I was sure we’d never fall asleep. But you know the sky Is getting closer With every day. My sister, where were you looking when the sunrise Rose as a wall between us? Did you know when you took my hand That this would be happening to me? You can go forward and back Ascend and fall, and again climb a star But the ash of your cigarette is the ash of empires. It can happen to you-- It’s the voices of gods believing in you, Still calling, though you’re so hard to move… You know the sky is getting closer. You hear the sky is getting closer. Look how the sky is getting closer With every day.
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