Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Michael Stuart Charbula
Songwriter
Lyrics
There's not much left of our hometown
We said goodbye but you're still around
I see you once every couple days
They had two seats but we couldn't pay
Can you see the dust down here?
Is it cold in the thermosphere?
There you go, my shining star
How alone we mortals are
These days, all I do is wait
For what's comin
And hope you're doin great
On that rocketship, rocketship
Rocketship, rocketship
The innocents, they multiply
Think of what and how, but never why
Spread the people, spread the plague
The growing pains of our own make
These days, something isn't right
And I know it
I know you feel it too
On that rocketship, rocketship
Rocketship, rocketship
Rocketship, rocketship
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