I could’ve been a satellite
A shooting star in the night
A rocket ship on the way to mars
Live my life among the stars
I could’ve made myself a name
In the anthropoids hall of fame

Somewhere up there in the dark sky looking down on all of this
But I’m just a stupid boy
A very very stupid boy

And I know it’s in my head
The inability to thrive
The shortcomings, the misplaying
It is always in the head
In a shuttle of gold
As the parachute unfolds
Taking aim from above
And descend upon the world
Unpredictable as trust
Reliable as rust

Somewhere up there in the dark sky looking down on all of this