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-title: (Pluto Is | Is Pluto) A Planet!  
-permalink: sotd-2016-01-29  
-date: 2016-01-29  
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-release_artist: Song of the Day  
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-  
---synopsis  
-I was number nine, a proud little sphere,  
-Drifting in darkness, year after year.  
-They taught me in schools, I had my own place,  
-Till science came ‘round and wiped off my face.  
---synopsis  
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-more_label: Lyrics    
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---more  
-[Verse 1]  
-[Pluto's voice]  
-I was number nine, a proud little sphere,  
-Drifting in darkness, year after year.  
-They taught me in schools, I had my own place,  
-Till science came ‘round and wiped off my face.  
-  
-[Verse 2]  
-[Astronomer's voice]  
-You’re cute, no doubt, with your frosty glow,  
-But rules are rules, and now you know:  
-Too much debris in your orbital lane,  
-A planet clears house; that’s the game.  
-  
-[synth break]  
-[Chorus; Pluto's voice]  
-I’m not just dust, I’m a cosmic sprite,  
-Spinning in the Kuiper with pride and spite.  
-Say what you will; I’m small but brash.  
-You can’t erase me, I’m planetary panache.  
-  
-[pause]  
-[Verse 3;]  
-[Astronomer's voice]  
-I peer through the scopes with precision and care,  
-Your orbit's askew? That’s just not fair.  
-Your path’s too wild, your size too slight—  
-A planet clears house but you gave up the fight.  
-  
-[Verse 4]  
-[Pluto's voice]  
-Hey now, Earthlings, I’ve got moons galore—  
-Charon and crew, who could ask for more?  
-I’ve got ice volcanoes, I’ve got a heart,  
-What other “dwarf” pulls that kind of art?  
-  
-[Bridge]  
-[Pluto's voice]  
-They changed the rules when I wasn’t looking,  
-Demoted me while the cosmos kept cooking.  
-But kids still draw me with a smiley face!  
-A lonely rock with a lot of grace.  
-  
-[drop]  
-  
-[Chorus; together]  
-I’m not just dust, I’m a cosmic sprite,  
-Spinning in the Kuiper in endless night.  
-Say what you will; I’m small but brash.  
-Now you know me, I’ve got panache.  
-  
-[Spoken Interlude: soft synth pad and cosmic wind]  
-[Pluto's voice ]  
-(You found me in 1930.)  
-(Named me the ninth.)  
-(I circled quietly, distant, dutiful.)  
-(But before I could even complete a single orbit…)  
-(they took it all away.)  
-[drop]  
-(Seventy-six Earth years; Just a third of a Pluto year.)  
-(Not even one birthday.)  
-(The Cake Is A Lie)  
-  
-[Verse 5; Mournful, slow, minor key]  
-[Pluto's voice]  
-Out past the giants where starlight fades,  
-I drift through the dark in elliptical shades.  
-The sun is a speck, my days are slow...  
-No one comes calling in this frozen show.  
-  
-My heart may be ice, but it beats just the same,  
-Etched on my surface like love and shame.  
-Demoted, alone, with no golden ring...  
-Just echoes of children who used to sing.  
-  
-[Final Chorus; softer, half-time feel]  
-[Pluto's voice]  
-I’m not just dust, I’m a cosmic sprite,  
-King of the Kuiper at the edge of night.  
-Say what you will; I’m small but brash!  
-Please don't forget me, (We can't forget you)  
-I’m planetary panache.  
-  
-[Outro: tubular bells + slow fade]  
-… ∞ … //\\ … . . .  
-...  
-[end]  
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