The Astronaut from Pilgrim by Red Collar

This is my old playground where the swing set would launch me to the sky. “All hail the astronaut! Don’t bail Mister Astronaut!” I take my life and press rewind to where I’m looking forward and not behind before the innocence lost, before the price the cost

I need a change

Now I’m floating over cloud covered islands but all I can see is my little girl. I remember my Momma calling, “Time to come on home! Wash your hands, sit down to eat, say your prayers, now go to sleep. He’ll be home late”

But I stay awake

See-saw and I’m all alone
Oh Momma I don’t want to go home

• Rock
• punk rock
• rock and roll
• sometimes out of tune
• Durham