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Back in ‘95,
a little boy from just outside of London
took a fated trip across the ocean
And little did he know
that he would find his voice in verse and chorus,
making wishes on his broken stereo

Can’t shake the noise from his bones,
Hear it all play out in distant echoes

So long soldier,
cruise controller
Satellite trajectory
guide us into reverie
and come down
to voice a generation

Late 2005,
the boy's got plans as crazy as his friends,
they take their chances driving west alone
Give 'em six more years
and see what time will do for
hopeless dreamers,
singing wishes to their broken stereo

You can’t shake the noise from their bones,
Hear it all play out in distant echoes

So long soldier,
cruise controller
Satellite trajectory
guide us into reverie
and come down
to voice a generation

So long soldier,
cruise controller
Satellite trajectory
guide us into reverie
and come down
to voice a generation

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