I work mornings in the old yard
digging in the ground
but I moonlight as an astronaut
mostly just sit around and howl

won’t you come to my house tonight
we could sleep on the floor
I got this window that looks out to Orion
I paid extra for

oh forget about the sun
he’s forgotten us by now

kiss me so I remember how

we’ll turn these sorrows into strangers
buy them a ticket on the train
drop ’em off at the station
watch ’em ride far away
far away . . .