Saturn Return

Easy to poke yourself square in the eye Harder to like yourself, harder to try These Elvis poses, postcards, and neoprene Roses a dollar a stem Everyone's sleeping or pulling a long haul The keys in the cooler, it's 3 A.M. And Saturn is beckoning no one Is off on its own Is offering up Late shift convenience store Cut out the lights Telescope roof towards the northwestern sky You pull the ladder up No one's the wiser You find your sights and discover Saturn is orbiting nothing Is off on its own Is breaking from home Harder to look yourself square in the eye Easy to take off You found the ladder in the pattern of your wrist You've seen and you've marked horizons Mother was difficult, she made you cry Cover the mirror, look to the sky You climb into your rocket ship triumph Lift up and hold out your hands Saturn is orbiting nothing Is off on its own Is breaking from home Saturn is orbiting nothing Is off on its own Is breaking from home Saturn return when you chase down its moons Throw them into a new gravity Harder to look yourself square in the eye Easy to poke yourself, easy as pie Easy to take off, harder to fly Harder to wake Galileo