Is it enough to have some love   small enough to slip inside a book   small enough to cover with your hands   because everyone around you wants to look      is it enough to have some love   small enough to fit inside the cracks   the pieces don’t fit together so good   with all the breaking and all the gluing back      and i am still not getting what i want   i want to touch the back of your right arm   i wish you could remind me who i was   because every day I’m a little further off      but you are, my love, the astronaut   flying in the face of science   i will gladly stay an afterthought   just bring back some nice reminders      and is it getting harder to pretend   that life goes on without you in the wake   and can you see the means without the end   in the random frantic action that we take      and is it getting easy not to care   despite the many rings around your name   it isn’t funny and it isn’t fair   you’ve traveled all this way and it’s the same      but you are, my love, the astronaut   flying in the face of science   i will gladly stay an afterthought   just bring back some nice reminders      i would tell them anything to see you split the evening   but as you see i do not have an awful lot to tell   everybody’s sick for something that they can find fascinating   everyone but you and even you aren’t feeling well      (instrumental)      yes you are, my love, the astronaut   crashing in the name of science   just my luck they found your upper half   it’s a very nice reminder   it’s a very nice reminder      and you may be acquainted with the night   but I have seen the darkness in the day   and you must know it is a terrifying sight   because you and i are living the same way