Aurora, IL

The band's gone

And I'm laid up

At a hotel counting days

In Aurora

A thousand miles from home

Looking for signs of life

Circling the parking lot

Just to see blue sky

I watch planes fly

Over the city

Caught in space-time

Nowhere to be

A billionaire in Texas

Built a rocket ship

To send the oldest man in space up

Up on a pleasure trip

And when he came down crying

On the local news

He couldn’t stop talking

About the color blue

It's a thin line

Over the planet

Just a thin line

Between us and nothingness

The bus left this morning

They took my name off the marquee

How long can I stare at the ceiling

Before it kills me?

Yeah, it kills me so

I watch planes fly

Over and over

Ripping space-time

Out in Aurora

Over and over out in Aurora

Over and over out in Aurora

Over and over out in Aurora