Is there a starman in outer space?
Who’d like to get outta this place!
Oh mister starman, will you come save me?
Mister Starman, I think this world has caged me
Oh mister starman, will you come pick me up
Mister starman, the earth is just so messed up
Oh mister starman, I think I have a home in the stars
Oh mister starman, will you take me that far?
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Sylva (Pseudonym) (
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Don't understand why people want to leave this lovely planet.
Okay, just got my tax bill, the bastards. Take me with you.
ꜱʏʟᴠᴀ, I love this! There’s something wonderfully innocent and wistful about wanting someone from the stars to swoop down and say, “Come on…we’re getting the hell out of here.” 🤣 Beautiful little piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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