Empty Glass

Lyrics
These premonitions Shine like stars that Fall to earth too fast I see the empty glass Where do we belong Tell me, Major Tom 'Cause nothing's making sense I listen and lament For golden years That pass like thunder And soldier on through time This empty glass is mine Where do we belong Could you help us, Major Tom 'Cause nothing's making sense I listen and lament A star man will come When diamond dogs run We need ground control We're losing our souls A star man will come When diamond dogs run We need ground control We're losing our souls We're losing our souls We're losing our souls We're losing our souls
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Credits
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- The Tea Party