Professor Green - Astronaut Lyrics
She was on her way home he was lying away, Assistance from others had never led her astray, She had a good day, Was persuaded by summer air to walk instead of getting the train, The decision so innocent as innocent as she, Uncorrupted so innocent and sweetAn innocence interrupted by an incidentA dissonance in two people so different in beliefShe came from the depths and ascend, bumped into he who dement, Intent on inflicting the same pain that been ledThe decision made by he for she had never consented.And unprovoked the most vemonous attack, He took from her that which she can't get back, And left her with that that she can't get rid ofWhich is why whenever it's time for lift outShe builds a rocket out of stars in her spoon, Straps up, the only way to make it to the moon, Dear god, I hope you haven't forgotThis young brave astronautA habit she never wanted, A pain she needed numbing, And she'd rather feel nothing than the painAn evening she can't forget, Memories she can't stomachNot for nothing but I need a inner vainFriends she ignored till the phone stopped ringing, Till her door stopped knocking, Her door she only opens to let him in, But she has no money so she lets him come You can take that either awayA window she rarely opens so she can see the day, Her stove she only uses to heat her spoon, For her the only way she can reach the moon.She builds a rocket out of stars in her spoon, Straps up, the only way to make it to the moon, Dear god, I hope you haven't forgotThis young brave astronautLooking up, looking up, looking up for the young brave astronautGive it up, give it up, give it up for the young brave astronautI know that you're busy but any time you got, God please make a visit, To the young, to the young, to the young, To the young brave astronautShe opens the window for a glimpse outAnd heats a spoon over the stoveFeels a familiar sting and then slips outWith a window that isn't quite closedWith the window open and the stove still lit, Along with the rain came a gust of wind, Which blew the fire out, Gas still running and her still breathing the gas in.She builds a rocket out of stars in her spoon, Straps up, the only way to make it to the moon, Dear god, I hope you haven't forgotThis young brave astronaut
