One more astronaut in black skin of universe
One more travellin' man with heavy tired eyes, feeling cold (feelin' cold)
Thinking around the clock of drinking on the job
Of the powdered food and piss bags, never having sex and growing old (growin' old)
Headspace, alive and painless
Weightless and almost sane
I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah
Headspace, 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, you know, weeks and months alone
Chasing sleep and space junk and the dying stars I've known and loved (known and loved)
Through true decline of the five billion minds or so
Through mudslides and earthquakes, the blue one holds on and rolls along (rolls along, rolls along)
Headspace, alive and painless
Weightless and almost sane
I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah
Headspace, 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
Headspace, alive and painless
Weightless and almost sane
I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah
Headspace, alone and shameless
Can't wait to find the faces
Left behind in a, a troubled time back home
Bold are the ones who come
Over the line to fall
Over the horizon
Never ones to fade away
'Cause then, it hit me
This cosmic pull and energy
It kinda makes me wonder if
I'll ever make it back home
Back home...
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