One more astronaut in black skin of universe   One more travellin' man   With heavy tired eyes, feeling cold   Feeling cold      Thinking around the clock of drinking on the job   Of the powdered food and piss bags   Never having sex and growing old   Growing old      Head space, alive and painless   Weightless and almost sane   I close my eyes, I become the sky      Head space, alone and shameless   Can't wait to find the faces   I left behind in a troubled time      Back home   Back home   Back home   Back home      It gets so lonely you know   Weeks and months alone   Chasing sleep and space junk   And the dying stars I've known and loved      Through true decline of the five billion minds or so   Through mudslides and earthquakes   The blue one holds on and rolls along   Rolls along, rolls along      Head space, alive and painless   Weightless and almost sane   I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah      Head space, alone and shameless   Can't wait to find the faces   I left behind in a troubled time      Back home   Back home   Back home   Back home      One more astronaut in   Endless old universe with   One more second chance at   Wondering why he's here at all      Head space, alive and painless   Weightless and almost sane   I close my eyes, I become the sky, yeah      Head space, alone and shameless   Can't wait to find the faces   I left behind in a troubled time      Back home      Bold are the ones who come   Over the line to fall   Over the horizon   Never ones to fade away      Then it hit me   This cosmic pull and energy   It kinda makes me wonder   If I'll ever make it back home, back home