I know I did you wrong
Can't explain it in a song
I asked God to strike me dead
Shooting stars had other plans
What else can I say
Maybe earth is just not in my DNA

And maybe I come from a place
Filled with myths of decay
And all the biblical horrors
Don't come close to my sorrow
How else can I grow
If I'm not in the audio afterglow

It's like aqua seafoam shame
Cause there's no on else to blame
Except mine lacks a color
I'm in the boat without a rudder
What else can I do
Except count the constellations two by two

I'm running with lungs full of smoke
Because I am the local joke
I'm running out of air to breathe
Tenderness is what I need
But what else can I feel
When the rain is just evaporated tears

I'm searching for the moment in space
Where my head and my heart match my face
Roll with the punches, leave a scar
Cause I'm tied to dying fish and angry Mars
To whom should I hail
When the fourth dimension lifts its veil

(Jack & Jill fetched the pail
And the universe inhaled)