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