Pas sur la Lune

Won herself a pass to some far off moon
It was second class but whats to lose
And looking out her window she could more than assume
That you cant see air or time
Shes the only rocketeer in the whole damn place
They gave her a mirror so she could talk to a face
She still got plenty lonely but thats just the case
With time, time, time
Started hearing voices sometime in june
She knew she could go crazy but didnt think that soon
Now she doesnt feel lonely but shed just as soon
Try, try, try try
Man shot to the moon
I read a paperback and want to come home soon
Im shot to the moon
Been there a half an hour, I want to come home soon

– Modest Mouse (1996). «Space Travel Is Boring», This is a Long Drive for Someone With Nothing to Think About

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