The End of the Astronaut
The Astronaut died on his birthday
But he had his time before time did him in
The sybarites grieved as they ought to
The patients were all wrung too dangerously thin to mind
The jailer had keys to distribute
Amongst those of the prisoners who wished to be free
They cried when they arrived here
For they didn't recognize home at all
He wanted to know what it feels like
He thought he did
He wanted to know what it feels like
How it feels to live
The astronaut died on his birthday
The partners did not seem to care at all
The music will finally stop now
And his story will be but a stain on a filthy wall
He's never been more than ideas
In a place where lonely men go to feel less alive
He means what he meant to mean to you
The sovereign of saturnine reverie doomed not to die
I'm sorry I've been gone
Disguised by stories
I can't talk out loud
For fear that you might hear me say that
Now I know I'm not that easy anymore
I promise I won't hurt me
Please don't listen to these lyrics
I am ashamed of my existence
I am ashamed of my opinions
I am ashamed of my appearance
And I'm ashamed of how bad I want to be sick
I wanted to know what it feels like
I thought I did
I wanted to know what it feels like
How it feels to live
But he had his time before time did him in
The sybarites grieved as they ought to
The patients were all wrung too dangerously thin to mind
The jailer had keys to distribute
Amongst those of the prisoners who wished to be free
They cried when they arrived here
For they didn't recognize home at all
He wanted to know what it feels like
He thought he did
He wanted to know what it feels like
How it feels to live
The astronaut died on his birthday
The partners did not seem to care at all
The music will finally stop now
And his story will be but a stain on a filthy wall
He's never been more than ideas
In a place where lonely men go to feel less alive
He means what he meant to mean to you
The sovereign of saturnine reverie doomed not to die
I'm sorry I've been gone
Disguised by stories
I can't talk out loud
For fear that you might hear me say that
Now I know I'm not that easy anymore
I promise I won't hurt me
Please don't listen to these lyrics
I am ashamed of my existence
I am ashamed of my opinions
I am ashamed of my appearance
And I'm ashamed of how bad I want to be sick
I wanted to know what it feels like
I thought I did
I wanted to know what it feels like
How it feels to live
Credits
Writer(s): Joe O Brien
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