Physical Law
A poll in the Daily Mail
Says most of us want you to fail
To watch this whole ramshackle venture derail
Hashtag fuck your audacity
But then in the Guardian
Most of us want you to win
To witness our species' next chapter begin
To exceed our capacity
And I am on their side
Through half or three quarters of every night
As they slip into orbit and swing out of sight
I know you're where you have to be
But sometimes I reverse
I picture you trapped in that polymer hearse
Through whisky and tears and the known universe
I pray God brings you back to me
I keep living the day that you came here to say
I couldn't scratch that deep red itch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
When it can't bring you back to me
They've got your progress on the radio
Retropropulsion kicks in and you slow
I never really believed that you would go
And never come back to me
And I am always blurred
My lips just skip each word
The signal loss incurred gets worse the deeper into space
And you are always still
As if it were your will
A gyroscopic thrill emblazoned on your lovely face
And it brings back the days that your eyes were ablaze
With hopes and dreams I thought you'd ditch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
When it can't bring you back to me
A show on the BBC
And I'm watching episode three
I can tell where the dome is there used to be sea
From when you showed the map to me
And yes, the questions are inane
They tickle your beautiful brain
As you kindly and patiently start to explain
And it all comes so naturally
Says most of us want you to fail
To watch this whole ramshackle venture derail
Hashtag fuck your audacity
But then in the Guardian
Most of us want you to win
To witness our species' next chapter begin
To exceed our capacity
And I am on their side
Through half or three quarters of every night
As they slip into orbit and swing out of sight
I know you're where you have to be
But sometimes I reverse
I picture you trapped in that polymer hearse
Through whisky and tears and the known universe
I pray God brings you back to me
I keep living the day that you came here to say
I couldn't scratch that deep red itch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
When it can't bring you back to me
They've got your progress on the radio
Retropropulsion kicks in and you slow
I never really believed that you would go
And never come back to me
And I am always blurred
My lips just skip each word
The signal loss incurred gets worse the deeper into space
And you are always still
As if it were your will
A gyroscopic thrill emblazoned on your lovely face
And it brings back the days that your eyes were ablaze
With hopes and dreams I thought you'd ditch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
Physical law is a bitch
When it can't bring you back to me
A show on the BBC
And I'm watching episode three
I can tell where the dome is there used to be sea
From when you showed the map to me
And yes, the questions are inane
They tickle your beautiful brain
As you kindly and patiently start to explain
And it all comes so naturally
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Writer(s): Timothy Patrick Andrew Hanson
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