My childhood sun
is but a star
for they grow that small
when you come this far
And from this dark within dark
it's gotten hard to see
against the vivid dust
of the galaxy
I'm roaming through my sentiments
what little that I've got
I'm feeling pretty low
and I cry a lot
I was hoping for adventure
I was hoping for a lot
I'm four years out
and I'm not too sure
of what I've got
in the company of instruments
that cast their light
upon these years
that I've spent in flight
I'm the pilot and the officer
I'm cook and crew
I'm the only one aboard
with scant to do
That's why I'm living on my memories
of grounded feet
of days to rise
and of friends to greet
In the middle of an emptiness
a one ship fleet
has little to hope for
and no one here
for you to meet
And I can't even
say for sure
that I have not
gone crazy
for last I counted
we were two
and fighting for the
things to do
But then I sigh and
close my eyes
here I see no
stranger
it's just my heart
my single voice
my song my prayer
for sleep to bring
a friend along
I used to worry about the cargo
but the tether is strong
no matter how fast I go
it just trails along
And there is nothing here to mend
for there is nothing can go wrong
it seems it's only me
that is not that strong
So I think my thoughts
and I think them slow
and I write them down
in their afterglow
And I try again
to find my star
in the dusty dark
but I just can't tell
I've come too far
