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I want to believe in time travel
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that one day I?ll come back for you.
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find you in the campus library aisles and I?d say
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Oh my ancient Mars.
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when the rusty rocks were covered in groves
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and the pyramids foretold acidic snows
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all was still breathing like my hands on your toes and I said
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Oh my ancient Mars
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Several billion golden years ago
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I lost a planet that I loved to the cold
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civilization blooms and then it erodes. And that?s it
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Oh my ancient Mars.