All of the astronauts
Champagne in plastic cups
Waiting for the big hero to show
Outside the door he stands

I think I know what's on your mind
A couple words, a great divide
Waiting in the wings, a small respite
Crowding up the foreground from behind

We can never go home
We no longer have one
I'll help you carry the load
I'll carry you in my arms

The thunderclap, I hear the sound
Like a cool call of my my name
It's only the rain

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

I dreamed I was missing
You were so scared
But no one would listen
‘Cause no one else cares

How can I decide what's right
When you're clouding up my mind?
I can't win
You're losing fight
All the time