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Date: Mon, 02 Dec 1996 20:37:08 -0500
From: 659513@ican.net
Subject: One More Astronaut by I Mother Earth
One More Astronaut By I Mother Earth
Tabbed by CyberBry 659513@ican.net http://members.tripod.com/~CyberBry
Intro-Verse riff
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One More Astronaut in black skin of universe,
One more travelin' man, with heavy tired eyes, feelin' cold
(Riff 2)
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Feelin' cold
Thinkin' around the clock of drinkin' on the job of the, powdered and piss bags,
never havin' sex growin' old. (Riff 2) growin' old.
Chorus:
E G
Headspace, alive and painless, weightless and almost sane I,
D A
close my eyes, I become the sky
E G
Headspace, alone and shameless, can't wait to find the faces,
D E
I left behind in a, troubled time back home.
Verse 2:
It gets so lonely you know, weeks and months alone, chasing sleep and space junk,
and the dying stars I've known and loved (Riff 2) known and loved
Through true decline of the, 5 million minds or so, through mud slides and earthquakes,
the blue one hold and rolls along (Riff 2) rolls along.
CHORUS
Verse 3:
One more astronaut in endless old universe with,
one more second chance at,
wonderin' why he's here at all.
CHORUS
Verse 4:
Bold are the ones who, come over the to fall, over the horizon,
never ones to fade away,
(PLAY CHORDS FOR CHORUS)
And then it hit me, this cosmic pull and energy, it kinda makes me wonder if,
I'll ever make it back home.
