Master Number: 11190

Title: ANA11190 Space is Lonely, That’s OK!

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Date Of Creation: 2020-09-25

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Public: Yes

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Genres:
alternative, indie, and rock


Keywords:
atmospheric, chill, dreamy, indie, and sparkling


Lyrical Themes:
escape, loneliness, longing, reflection, regret, reminiscing, soul searching, and space


Similar Artists:
Rex Orange County, The National, and boy pablo


Tempo:
Slow


Vocal Type:
male


Versions:
  1. Vocal
    Albums:
    • The Interstellar Tennis Chanpionship (#4)
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
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    • 320k MP3
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    • AIF
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    Audio Received: Yes
  2. Instrumental
    Audio Files:
    • 128k MP3
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    • 320k MP3
      Server Location: /tmp/d20200928-7177-9xf36d/ana.11190.2.320k.mp3
    • AIF
      Server Location: /tmp/d20200928-7177-9xf36d/ana.11190.2.aif
    Audio Received: Yes

Description: A reflection on if the life you chose is really the one you want to be living. BPM 73

Lyrics: Space is Lonely, That’s OK! This isn’t like you, San Francisco All of life’s a silent disco That’s what they told you back in flight school Before you learned to fly And later on in your compartment You draw the shades and sit in darkness Reading screens on aeronautics Measure space and time Don’t know where you’re going to land In California or Japan With your helmet on And pens in your pocket Think of the girl that you loved in college She kept your shirt and you built a rocket It wouldn’t fit you now The Falls been cold but space is freezing Houston tells me how you’re feeling These knobs and buttons have no meaning They flicker on and off I won’t ever understand If you’re a comet or a man If the station close and the stars don’t glimmer If you might want to come home for the Winter The Teflon suits and polyester Hang them by the door

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Created by: Liz Rogers

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