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When You Reach For A Star, Only Angels Are There. And It's Not Very Far, Just A Step On A Stair.

Bright, White Coming Alive Jumping Off Of The Aerial All The Time It's A Changing, Like Now.

I Think We're All A Party To This Information All The Time. It's Every Day, In A Way We Probably Weren't A Few Years Ago. We're More Informed, Which Is A Good Thing Because War Is Always There Somewhere On The Planet.

When I'm A Man, I Will Be An Astronaut, And Find Peter Pan On The Second Star On The Right.

Moving Stranger, Does It Really Matter, As Long As You're Not Afraid To Feel? Touch Me, Hold Me. How My Open Arms Ache! Try To Fall For Me.