Lyrics Boston Manor - Laika

They say the truth’s your best defence
I'm bleeding just to pay the rent
& broken dreams mean nothing,
when you need something.
Just to get you through the year.
& now we’re moving out,
so pack your clothes, your books, your doubt.
& bring the piece of paper,
that I gave you, back when you were all alone.
Letters sent home.
With no return address.
I’ve got a bag full of old clothes.
I’ve got a bag full of stress.
I’m so sorry that i’m leaving
you so little to believe in.
Cause we had a house,
with a perfect door & a front room,
with the right decor,
& i came & wrecked it all.
I came & wrecked it all like I always do.
Cause I didn’t think & I poured your life down the kitchen sink,
with the dregs of yesterday,
& now i’m going to be late.
I’m sorry.
I’m so sorry that i’m leaving
you so little to believe in.
Just tell me, that you’re free, of your woes & of me.
There’s weather more reliable than me.
I’m calling base command as the last bit of oxygen runs out but;
they’re down there softly sleeping.
The sun sets over the Pacific region.
I’m sitting here hanging in the balance,
Just barely in the atmosphere.
I’m sitting here hanging in the balance.
Just barely in the atmosphere.
I’m so sorry that i’m leaving
you so little to believe in.
Just tell me, that you’re free, of your woes & of me.
There’s weather more reliable than me.
As lonely as Laika
Up there all alone.
You miss the atmosphere,
The stars are now your home.