Spaceboy

Secondhand jacket, Patches half-peeled. Stickers on the suitcase, name Half-concealed. Pocket full of planets sketched in pen. Says he's leaving Tuesday, Didn't say when. Space Boy, Always staring past the sky. Says, "This town's too small For the way I fly." Space Boy, Rocket on your worn-down shoes. If you go that far, will you Lose me too? He maps constellations on the kitchen wall. Coffee getting cold while his markers fall. Laughs, "I'll send a postcard from the rings." But he packs that photo, doesn't pack his rings. Space Boy, A-a-a-a-a-a-always staring past the sky. Says, "This town's too small For the way I fly." Space Boy, Rocket on your worn-down shoes. If you go that far, Will you lose me too? Space Boy, a-a-a-a-a-a-always staring past the sky. Says, "This town's too small For the way I fly." Space Boy, take your heart in that old backpack. You can chase that dark, just bring it Back.