Ten Thousand Light Years Away

Ten thousand plastic eyeballs

Float through space

Why don't you listen when you

See my face?

It's a grim prediction, but I

Told you so, and

Everyone says that there's no explanation

And nobody wanted to know

Something's terribly, terribly wrong with me

Ten thousand light years away

Feelings of dread like a deathbed's

Silent gloom

I found a pile of red tape

In my room

There's a lucid feeling of

Insanity, and

Everyone says that there's no explanation

And it's simply the norm to agree

Just several weeks ago

There was a status quo

Ten thousand light years away

(Blue times, high crimes, all's well like hell.)

Something's terribly, terribly good

And quite misunderstood

Ten thousand light years away

Ten thousand light years away