Journal Entry 6574

I'm a young man, who's head is the clouds Feet upon a spaceship, eyes upon a sunset It's the same thing every morning, wake up living my dream Well isn't that exciting? No not really I've been to Jupiter, I've been to mars I've seen Saturn, I've named some stars One thing I hate, it's that I wanted this But now I don't love it, but now I have to do it Hands upon a steering wheel, eyes upon the airlock seal Two steps from the frontier, 10 light years away from everything else If I knew the heavens would be this lonely, I'd never have become an angel If I knew space was life draining, I'd never have left what I'd known But here I am, here I am now Here I am, and here I don't want be Here I don't want to be Here I am, here I am now Here I am, and here I don't want be Here I don't want to be There goes another bag of freeze dried food Man that really puts me in the mood, for anything, literally anything I loved to think about what it would be like If I grew up where we could hitchhike From planet to planet from earth to earth The galaxy is ours with worlds of worth Now that's real, now it's very real And I hate it, Why did I want it? But here I am, here I am now Here I am, and here I don't want be Here I don't want to be Here I am, here I am now Here I am, and here I don't want be Here I don't want to be