To Pilot A Moon...

Duration

6:55

Genres

Alt. Rock

Description

Lyrics

I'm eating Ramen out of a tube Watching Saturday morning toons On an overcast afternoon In space I'm far from you A couple minutes away from the moon, My vessel for the Trip out into the dark For a shaky truth I embark A starry love on my mark Five seconds to landing, And I've only started this thing Weaving the thought Will it fly or fail? Soaring past gas giants Gliding on the Milkyway Darting toward aurora K Feeding off the lack of days There's no trouble Nor passion love or hate No crime or death Just silent sleep Befriend the bots and wire up yourself it's time you let go Maintain your heart of gold Soaring past rings tenfold Gliding on Andromeda Darting toward solar spread Feeding off the sun baked bread We're all sure to die Spacemen void of tears Impervious, Evasive, I have found Home is your dead Hell is not my home If hell is home and home is here and I'm far from a hell If home's not hell and home is there I'm home and I'm in hell If hell is here and home is not then home is not hell Oh hell I'm going fucking crazy out here I'm gonna fucking claw your cables out and swim swim swim swim Pushing through gassy plains Dragged along the asteroid belt Stumbling off the stardust path Starving for a guest alive Been told I'm a loon A bitter buffoon Was gone by noon Been told I'm a loon A bitter buffoon And I'll stay till noon I'm dying, I'm dying, oh To pilot my moon