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Lirieke: Stir. Holy Dogs. Moon.

Do you feel little nervous now?
Has someone come along, played you for a fool?
If that's what they told you back home, don't worry
Everything's real cool

So what's your countdown, man?
Have you been in this situation before?
It's ten minutes till your glory now
We may never see you anymore

Please, take me to the moon
Please don't worry
I'll be coming home soon

Out past where the world meets the sky
Some things are better left alone
At least that's what they told me back then
Now I'm finding the rest out on my own

So won't you tell me your countdown, man?
If you're tired of playing you're only living fool
Don't you know that your sky is wide open?
Someday your mother will be quite proud of you

Please, take me to the moon
Please don't worry, I'll be coming home soon
Please, take us all, take us all to the moon
Now is the time, we're in no hurry
We'll all be coming home soon

It's everything you'd wish for
But only if you believe, yeah

Please, take me to the moon
Please don't worry, I'll be coming home soon
Please, take us all, take us all to the moon
Now is the time, we're in no hurry
We'll all be coming home soon

The sky is wide open
Mary Mother will be quite proud of you
One with the sunrise
So proud, so proud of you