Astronaut

I’m an astronaut floating through space
Drifting from place to place
An astronaut floating through space
And in my left back pocket, inside my wallet
In my left back pocket
There’s a picture
Of the human race
And I am an astronaut floating through space
Left home without a trace
An astronaut floating through space
I had a plan but no rocket, so I said «fuck it I’ll just ask NASA (?)» so I did
They said «no» but I still took it
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
La la, la la la la
La la la la
La la la
And I am an astronaut floating through space
I’ve been missing and drifting for days
Oh, an astronaut all alone in space
And in my left back pocket, inside my wallet
In my left back pocket
There’s a picture
Of the human race
One, two, three, four
And I was born in space (?)
I was born in space
And I was born in space (?)
I was born in space
So the wind will blow me home
The wind will blow me home
Though it might not be set in stone
The wind will blow me home