Michael Collins

It’s lonely in
The universe
Sitting, looking up
From planet Earth
It’s funny how
The world goes round
Even when it’s turned
Upside down
I often think of Michael Collins sitting in Columbia
I wonder if anyone on Earth was ever lonelier
Staring out into the darkness, circling the moon alone
Counting stars, a quarter of a million miles from home
Things on Earth
Seem commonplace
But they look beautiful
From outer space
On the far side of the moon, the minutes quietly ticking by
Looking through old photographs and listening to Patsy Cline
Always hoping for the best, but in his heart, he fears the worst
Knowing there’s a chance that he’ll return alone to Earth
And when you see things
From a distance
Then you see things
As they are
’cause the world looks
Very different
When you see it
From that far
I just wish we
Didn’t have to
Go so far
To see the world from the stars
And when you see things
From a distance
Then you see things
As they are
’cause the world looks
Very different
When you see it
From that far
When you look at it from space, it’s such a fragile place
And I just wish we
Didn’t have to
Go so far
To see the world from the stars