Astronaut

She was on her way home, he was lying in wait Insistance from others had never led her astray She had a good day Was persuaded by summer air to walk instead of getting the train A decision so innocent, as innocent as she Uncorrupted so innocent and sweet An innocence interrupted by an incident A dissonance, two people so different in belief She came from the depths and ascended Bumped into he who demented Intent on inflicting the same pain that been led The decision made by he, for she had never consented An unprovoked and most venomous attack He took from her that which she can't get back And left her with that that she can't get rid of Which is why whenever it's time for lift out She... She builds a rocket out of stars in her spoon Straps up, the only way to make it to the moon Dear god, I hope you haven't forgot This young brave astronaut A habit she never wanted A pain she needed numbing And she'd rather feel nothing than the pain An evening she can't forget Memories she can't stomach Not for nothing but a needle in her vein Friends she ignored till the phone stopped ringing Till her door stopped knocking Her door she only opens to let him in But she has no money so she lets him come You can take that either way A window she rarely opens so she can see the day Her stove she only uses to heat her spoon For her the only way she can reach the moon She builds a rocket out of stars in her spoon Straps up, the only way to make it to the moon Dear god, I hope you haven't forgot This young brave astronaut Looking up, looking up, looking up for the young brave astronaut Give it up, give it up, give it up for the young brave astronaut I know that you're busy but any time you got God please make a visit To the young, to the young, to the young To the young brave astronaut She opens the window for a glimpse out And heats a spoon over the stove Feels a familiar sting and then slips out With a window that isn't quite closed With the window open and the stove still lit Along with the rain came a gust of wind Which blew the fire out Gas still running and her still breathing the gas in She builds a rocket out of stars in her spoon Straps up, the only way to make it to the moon Dear god, I hope you haven't forgot This young brave astronaut