Back To Form They call me lazy, crazy lunatic See the sheets infected with lines of Bic Say all aspirations are just a miss But these lines of mine need a push and I can't just sit still And before I say goodbye, don't roll those eyes, oh but I know you will. Do you hear that heavy boom? I've built my ship They've said it wasn't real but I've gone and proven it You'll know I'll be gone for a while, Oh god, you're crying, shit. It always brings me down, when I need to get over it. I'm a star gazer. Looking out on the double standard labyrinth of lexicons I'm no icon, no idol Just the ideal me Back to form, I am, they want me to believe But I'm a martyr of sci-fi born in 1943 They don't want me to retaliate, they don't want me to breathe Caught in the struggle of love and society Do you hear that hiss? It's mission control You say "try this one last time" but girl, I got to go You'll know I'll be gone for a while, Oh god, you're crying, shit. It always brings me down, when I need to get over it. Pretend that I've been sucked into a black hole Or take the leap to commit to what you're heart knows It's frightening to survive the blackout and sit still I'd tell you to not worry but I know you will.