One More Astronaut - I Mother Earth
one more astronaut in
black skin of universe
one more traveling man with
the heavy tired eyes
feeling cold
feeling cold
thinking around the clock of
drinking on the job
of the powdered food and piss bags
never having sex and growing old
growing old
headspace alive and painless
weightless and almost sane
i close my eyes
i become the skies yeah
headspace alone and shameless
cant wait to find the faces
left behind in a trouble time
back home
it gets so lonely you know
the weeks and months alone
chasing sleeping space junk
and the dying stars ive known and loved
known and loved
through true decline of the
five billion minds or so
through mudslides and earthquakes
blue one holds on and rolls along
rolls along
rolls along
headspace alive and painless
weightless and almost sane
i close my eyes
i become the skies
headspace alone and shameless
cant wait to find the faces
left behind in a trouble time
back home
one more astronaut in
endless old universe with
one more second chance at
wondering why hes here at all
headspace alive and painless
weightless and almost sane
i close my eyes
i become the skies
headspace alone and shameless
cant wait to find the faces
left behind in a trouble time
back
bold are the ones who come
over the lines to fall
over the horizon
never ones to fade away
and then it hit me
this cosmic pull and energy
it kinda makes me wonder if
ill ever make it back home
back home