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Farewell, I said, and fare well, you replied
Farewell and fare thee well and I will too
I said I’d see you soon again; I lied
I left my home behind when I left you
I measured off the miles between the stars
When darkness was the only map I found
I traced a course by Jupiter and Mars
And never set a foot on solid ground
You asked me not to promise to return
You told me not to swear that I would write
You knew before I knew: I had to burn
And walk among the fires of the night

I can’t stay on the ground; you could not fly
There never was a good in our good-bye