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 Back home