Текст: Ian Brown. Music Of The Spheres. Stardust.

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If you're picking up a pen, imagining a sword
If you think I'd never flown to the heights to which you soared
Picking up a pen, like picking up a spade
To plant and sow a seed, or digging your own grave

I'm made from stardust
Like a planetary sun
Same DNA as stardust
Like an elephants trunk
Is a snorkel full of water

Picking up a pen, imagining a sword
If you think I'd never flown to the heights to which you soared
Picking up a pen, like picking up a spade
To plant and sow a seed, or digging your own grave

I'm made from stardust
Like a planetary sun
Same DNA as stardust
Like an elephants trunk
Is a snorkel full of water
Is a snorkel full of water

Who'll feed the young 'cos they're starving
In this beautiful world that you marvel in
Who'd feed the young 'cos they're hungry
In this beautiful world in that you live in for free

Same DNA as stardust, carbonated to last
Same DNA as stardust, from a time that has passed
I'm made from stardust
Same DNA as stardust