No, yeah.. I agree with you. đ The lyrics are perfectly Dyl (especially the last bit). The advanced Star Man lonely and homesick for his infinite Home where freedom, love, and happiness are a constant in the Everything that is the Universe. Â Thanks for sharing. đ
I always said when Iâm gone, when Iâm dead
Donât lay me down with the dirt on my head
You wonât need a shovel, you donât need a cold headstone
You donât need to cry, Iâm gonâ be going home
Iâm waiting for my spaceship to come back to me
Itâs coming back for me
I donât really care if you believe itâs coming back for me, yeah
I been in a lonesome galaxy
But in my dreams, I see them come ân rescue me
Look up in the sky and there theyâll be
I bet youâll think of me then
Youâre gonna say, âOoh, look at that, oh yeah, yeahâ
Damn, if it ainât true
Theyâre coming back for me, theyâre coming back for me, yeah
I knew from the start I donât belong in these parts
Thereâs too much hate, thereâs too much hurt for this heart
Lord knows this planet feels like a hopeless place
Thank God Iâm going back home to outer space
Iâm waiting for my spaceship to come back to me
Itâs coming back for me
I donât really care if you believe itâs coming back for me, yeah
I been living in a lonesome galaxy
But in my dreams, I see them come ân rescue me
Look up in the sky and there theyâll be
I bet youâll think of me then
Youâre gonna say, âOoh, look at that, oh yeah, yeahâ
Damn, if it ainât true
Theyâre coming back for me, theyâre coming back for me, yeah
Iâm waiting for my spaceship to come back for me
And I donât really care if you believe me
I been living in a lonesome galaxy
But in my dreams, I see them come ân rescue me
Look up in the sky and there theyâll be
I bet youâll think of me then
Youâre gonna say, âOoh, look at that, oh yeah, yeahâ
Damn, if it ainât true
Theyâre coming back for me, theyâre coming back for me, yeah
As I leave this Earth and sail into the infinite cosmic universe, the wars, the triumphs, the beauty, and the bloodshed, the ocean of human endeavor, it all grows quiet, insignificant. Iâm nothing more than recycled stardust and borrowed energy, born from a rock, spinning in the aether. I watch my life backwards and forwards and I feel free. Nothing is real, love is everything, and I know nothing.
Spaceship