One More Astronaut
One more astronaut in black skin of universe
One more travellin' man
With 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
Head space, alive and painless
Weightless and almost sane
I close my eyes, I become the sky
Head space, alone and shameless
Can't wait to find the faces
I left behind in a troubled time
Back home
Back home
Back home
Back home
It gets so lonely you know
Weeks and months alone
Chasing sleep and space junk
And the dying stars I've known and loved
Through true decline of the five billion minds or so
Through mudslides and earthquakes
The blue one holds on and rolls along
Rolls along, rolls along
Head space, alive and painless
Weightless and almost sane
I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah
Head space, alone and shameless
Can't wait to find the faces
I left behind in a troubled time
Back home
Back home
Back home
Back home
One more astronaut in
Endless old universe with
One more second chance at
Wondering why he's here at all
Head space, alive and painless
Weightless and almost sane
I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah
Head space, alone and shameless
Can't wait to find the faces
I left behind in a troubled time
Back home
Bold are the ones who come
Over the line to fall
Over the horizon
Never ones to fade away
Then it hit me
This cosmic pull and energy
It kinda makes me wonder
If I'll ever make it back home, back home