Space Man - The Delta Saints

Dark days for bright eyes

What’s a boy to do?

And the space man with the silver smile

He’s gotten older too

We’ll burn it up across the stars

Just one more time or two

And the cool hand

And the puffed smoke

With a penchant for gold

And the bright lights

And the tall, tall tales

Was a cosmic criminal

We’ll burn it up across the stars

Just one more time or two

And here he goes

Strapping in for lift off

Polaroids and small talk

Racing for the sun

Here we are, just watch him getting higher

And tearing through the ether

Waving a lunatics goodbye

And the colors and the chemicals

And the broked-up limbs of the monochrome

He was an enemy of the throne

He was an enemy of the throne

He was an enemy of the throne

He was an enemy of the throne

And here he goes

Strapping in for lift off

Polaroids and small talk

Racing for the sun

Here we are, just watch him getting higher

And tearing through the ether

Waving a lunatics goodbye

And here he goes

Strapping in for lift off

Polaroids and small talk

Racing for the sun

Here we are, just watch him getting higher

And tearing through the ether

Waving a lunatics goodbye