track 08 from the album "New Year's Eve In The Hospice Ballroom"
lyrics
I lost my grasp on you and you sailed out of sight
A pale yellow birthday satellite
And I’d always promised you no matter what it might cost
To organize the searchers' stars to cross
If you got lost
Cape Canaveral
I want to rent the shuttle tonight
I need some astronauts
To help me find a friend
Who is lost in space again
I hired astronomers to chart trajectories
Of well-dressed rescue party invitees
I printed some flyers up for interstellar roads
And radio transmission microphones
To guide you home
I got some bad news from mission control
We’ve run out of funding so they’re bringing us back home
I found out the hard way, you can’t have a party
Unless you bring money down
To Cape Canaveral
So I’ve just been sitting here staring up at the sky
While the sunlight bleaches colors from my eyes
Hoping you’ll float by
credits
from New Year's Eve in the Hospice Ballroom,
released February 19, 2018
Written, performed and recorded by John Brinton Hogan
Canciones de Pesar (BMI) / BS Music Management (BMI)
Additional recording and drums by Lance Lefave
Mixed with Lance Lefave at Myriad Studios, San Diego, 2003
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