[Verse 1] Stuck my socks to the ceiling just to prove I’m still here Snack crumbs float in slow circles around yesterday’s fears Little sticker of our fridge door peeling off my bunk wall Got a message from my brother saved it, won’t play it at all [Chorus] Last log before I fall asleep last line before I lose this week Writing on the glass with a gloved-up hand “I was here, I was here” in the drifting sand If the orbit holds and the radio’s true I’ll dream in loops of home and you [Verse 2] Suit’s hung up like a ghost by the hatch, half-zipped There’s a scuff of lunar powder on a photo that I kissed Clock says 03:07 but time bends, stretches, lies I count the breaths in the silence watch my words slow-dance and rise [Chorus] Last log before I fall asleep last line before I lose this week Writing on the glass with a gloved-up hand “I was here, I was here” in the drifting sand If the orbit holds and the radio’s true I’ll dream in loops of home and you
