Light Years from Home - God Is An Astronaut

Deafening thoughts, that my world has ended

Lying here with no desire to move

Fade away from this lonely place

To summertime dreams

From the dark into golden heavens

I ascend

Silent, the house, with thoughts I can’t erase

Dead Tree violently sways outside

Fade away from this lonely place

To summertime dreams

From the dark into golden heavens

I ascend

I fade away from this lonely place

To summertime dreams

I ascend