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I want to believe in time travel 
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that one day I?ll come back for you. 
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find you in the campus library aisles and I?d say   
Am     F       C 
Oh my ancient Mars.  

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when the rusty rocks were covered in groves 
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and the pyramids foretold acidic snows 
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all was still breathing like my hands on your toes and I said 
Am      F       C 
Oh my ancient Mars 

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Several billion golden years ago 
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I lost a planet that I loved to the cold 
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civilization blooms and then it erodes. And that?s it 
Am      F      C 
Oh my ancient Mars.