The Tide Hits
(Ben Aitchison)
Safe again from the world outside
I've made home again in time
To tune in to the electron gun
Playing tetris with my mind
Shiny faces glisten by me
In a touch-free zone I'm told
To carry on, like nothing's wrong
Even though it hurts inside
And the tide hits and I can't escape
It sinks into my shoes
I get wet, I get messed up
And I feel like breaking loose
And the walls scream and the paint peels
And there's a fire on the bridge
It's just another momentary itch
To the stars and round the bend
No time to see our selves again
Digging deep won't help you sleep
But I can be your surface friend
Untouched bases flying by
Aren't up in the airless sky
Where we thought that we first met
That part isn't over yet
All I ask is to be alone
In my secret safety zone
Free from all my pressing needs
Tending to my lunar weeds
The paint peels, the pain heals....
Someday I will come back down
To where you've landed on this ground
Docking for a day or more
Without a treaty or a clause
Roaming through unmarked terrain
To the stars and back again
Digging deep won't help you sleep
But I can be your surface friend
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