Letters from the Lunar Outpost

Avarice is always poor, but poor by her own fault.
- Johnson, English Author (1709-1784)

Listen:  Solo

I have a soul to share, I know it’s around somewhere
Always I’m feeling I’m all alone, I’m calling sweet Jesus, won’t you bring me home?
I have no time to spare, feel like I am almost there

Transform me once again, lift me up from all this sin
Hollow’s the feeling I only feel, so empty of a feeling that it doesn’t seem real
I have no time to waste, wipe this blank look off my face

The time has come, it’s time to go
The damage has been done, it’s time to go solo
I’m goin’ solo, you know that it’s true
Nothin’ you can say is going to change what I do
Gotta make a clean break, gotta lighten my load
Gotta get the hell out and get on that road (x2)

One more day in the books, one more day avoiding looks
When did we share our last loving glance, how long has it been since I took off your pants?
I have no urge it’s true, and there’s not a thing to do

I feel the mental strain, every move’s against the grain
Nothing to see here just move along, there’s nothing left here but the words to this song
Two hearts with diff’rent Gods, two peas in their separate pods

The time has come, it’s time to go
The damage has been done, it’s time to go solo
I’m goin’ solo, you know that it’s true
Nothin’ you can say is going to change what I do
Gotta make a clean break, gotta lighten my load
Gotta get the hell out and get on that road (x2)

(break)

The time has come, it’s time to go
The damage has been done, it’s time to go solo
I’m goin’ solo, you know that it’s true
Nothin’ you can say is going to change what I do
Gotta make a clean break, gotta lighten my load
Gotta get the hell out and get on that road (x2)

 

All music and lyrics written and performed by Mike Cornelison.

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