Past the Sun

Even though I reached the back of the endless path

I keep looking round for ways to keep going on, and keep going wrong

I'm about as far as I could ever go

I feel the rain pushing me, feel the wind blow

Past the weather vane

Past the storm clouds

Home

I'm a busybody, I like keeping busy

In just a moment I will be past the sun

Past the sun

Past the sun

I find myself floating round in space

I keep looking for a rocket to another place

Another place

It's black as night and my air is low

I should've stayed mundane where at least it flows

Past the outer-verse

Past everything

Not home

I'm a busybody, I like looking busy

If I'm lucky you won't notice me out past the sun

Past the sun

Past the sun

When I reached the end of the universe

It didn't help, made me feel worse

Much worse

I got about as far as I could ever go

I felt the world calling me, "Come home"

Past the stratosphere, past the sun

Past the sun

Past the sun

Past the sun

Past the sun