The Delta Saints

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