SATURN RETURNS


Easy to poke yourself square in the eye 
Harder to like yourself, harder to try 
These are espouses 
Postcards and neoprene 
Roses a dollar a stem 
Everyone’s sleeping or pulling the long haul and 
Keys in the cooler its three A.M. 

And Saturn is beckoning no one 
It’s off on its own 
It’s offering up 

Late shift can bring in store, burn out the lights 
Telescope roof towards the northwestern sky 
You pulled the ladder and no one's the wiser 
You find your sights and discover 

Saturn is orbiting nothing 
He’s off on its own 
He’s 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 climbed into your rocketship trying 
Lift up and hold out your hands 

Saturn is orbiting nothing 
He’s off on its own 
He’s breaking from home 

Saturn is orbiting nothing 
He’s off on its own 
He’s breaking from home 

Saturn returns when you chase down, it slows 
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