Kosmonaut

Wake to the words of a fortunate son
He already knows
We wouldn't have made it this far without anyone

Long were the days that we wrote every note
In the seasons of song
We crafted the flow and dreamed of the future we wrote

Take some comfort in this knowledge
We all have a part to play in this history
In the end

The heavy hearts we dared to say
Will carry us off to the stars
Far and above
The wounded hands, though not the same
Will write our names in the sky
Let this be ours
The one we remember

We've come all this way
But the ground goes ever steeper
And these repeating parts
Their numbers will grow and it's leaving me weaker

It's a labor of love
Every time
And if it were easier
It wouldn't be mine

WE FLEW ON THE WINGS WE ASSEMBLED
WITH THE DREAMS THAT DEFY THE TRUTH
WE FOUND THAT AT THE EDGE OF EXISTENCE
THAT IN DEATH NO ONE BEARS A CROWN

Take my lines and throw them all aside
They'll empty out without
The release and sustain
Of the symphony we made
I won't bury the pain

We will make the time
To summon the strength
That we will need to recapture
Hearts and minds
One last time