If I had a house on the moon
I’d stay up late and watch you
And the rest of Earth come around
On the horizon of my new town
And I’d send a ship for supplies
Wish for a postcard tucked inside
I’d hope my lungs would unfold
From a cycle of breathing shallow
It’s easier said than done
Remembering those far from home
And I won’t blame you for finding someone
No I can’t blame you
