Saturn Return
Easy to poke yourself square in the eyeHarder to like yourself, harder to tryThese Elvis poses, postcards, and neopreneRoses a dollar a stem.Everyone's sleeping or pulling a long haulFreeze in the cooler, it's 3am.
And Saturn is beckoning no oneIs off on its ownIs offering up
Late shift convenience storeCut out the lights.Telescope roof towards the northwestern sky,You pull the ladder up.No one's the wiser,You find your sights and discover.
Chorus:Saturn is orbiting nothing,Is off on its own,Is breaking from home.
Harder to look yourself square in the eye,Easy to take off
You found the ladder in the pattern of your wrist,You've seen and you've marked horizons.Mother was difficult, she made you cry,Cover the mirror, look to the sky.You climb into your rocket ship triumph,Lift up and hold out your hands.
Chorus (2x)
Saturn return when you chase down its moons,Throw them into a new gravity
Harder to look yourself square in the eye,Easy to poke yourself, easy as pie.Easy to take off, harder to fly,Harder to wake Galileo.