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See how the child reaches out instinctively
To feel how the fire will feel.
See how the man reaches out instinctively
For what he cannot have.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand
Reaching out for the hand that smacked
Reaching out for that hand to hold
Reaching out for the Star
Reaching out for the Star that explodes
Reaching out for Mama.
See how the flower leans instinctively toward the light
See how the heart reaches out instinctively
For no reason but to touch.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand
Reaching out for the hand that smacked
Reaching out for that hand to hold
Reaching out for the Star
Reaching out for the Star that explodes
Reaching out for Mama.
(Can't we see)
Reaching out for Mama.
To feel how the fire will feel.
See how the man reaches out instinctively
For what he cannot have.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand
Reaching out for the hand that smacked
Reaching out for that hand to hold
Reaching out for the Star
Reaching out for the Star that explodes
Reaching out for Mama.
See how the flower leans instinctively toward the light
See how the heart reaches out instinctively
For no reason but to touch.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand
Reaching out for the hand that smacked
Reaching out for that hand to hold
Reaching out for the Star
Reaching out for the Star that explodes
Reaching out for Mama.
(Can't we see)
Reaching out for Mama.
Lyrics submitted by weezerific:cutlery
Track duration: 03:12
"Reaching Out" as written by Kate / Bush
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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REACHING OUT celebrates the blind marvel of everything... The Big Bang... The Creation of Adam... Life, the Universe, the Human Condition... and maybe the filial-parental triangle, with its sad, inevitable pattern of discipline, needy clinging and breaking away...