One More Astronaut

One more astronaut in black skin of universe

One more travellin' man with

Heavy tired eyes, feeling cold

Feeling cold

Thinkin' around the clock of drinkin' on the job

Of the powdered food and piss bags

Never having sex, growing old

Growing old

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

Left behind in a– a troubled time

Back home

Back home

Back home

Back home

It gets so lonely, ya know

Weeks and months alone

Chasin' sleep and space junk

And the dyin' stars I've 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 a-long

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

Left behind in a– 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

Left behind in a– a troubled time

Back—

Bold are the ones who come

Over the line 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

I'll ever make it back home