I CALL MYSELF A COMPLICATED MAN.
I CAN'T REMEMBER WHEN IT ALL BEGAN. I BEG THE WORLD TO
HOLD ME BY THE HAND.

I HOLD THE WORLD CAUSE I'M THE SPACEMAN. MY EYES HURT...
WHERE ARE THE COLORS OF MY MEANINGFUL LIFE.
I HATE THE SMELL OF THE VOID AT NIGHT. I FED THE WORLD IN THE PALM OF MY HAND.

I'M COLD AND HURT. PLEASE RELEASE THE SPACEMAN. MY EYES HURT...
(ALL MISUNDERSTOOD LOST AND CRUSHED ALIKE...)