Distance from Soundtrack by Mountainess

Astronauts with starry eyes never really land -
Head above the clouds, always looking down on that blue ghost town below.
Still counting to zero,
what good's a ten year plan when you hate how it ends?
You're floating again.

I know that it's hard to hear way up in the stratosphere,
but I want to make one thing clear: I'm not waiting for you on the ground.
I can be weightless too, a fool in a silver suit lassoed to your left shoe.
I refuse your distance.

I don't mind you taking time, taking time and space, long as you don't spread your legs, leave no room.
Not the only traveller who's spiraling away from earth lost for easy answers.

I know that it's hard to hear way up in the stratosphere,
but I want to make one thing clear: I'm not waiting for you on the ground.
I can be weightless too, a fool in a silver suit lassoed to your left shoe.
I refuse your distance.

I'm not the one to pull you home.
Anchor on your radio.
But you'll never be alone in not knowing where you're going.

I know that it's hard to hear way up in the stratosphere,
but I want to make one thing clear...
I can be weightless too, a fool in a silver suit lassoed to your left shoe.
I refuse
I refuse
I refuse your distance.

• Alternative
• cinematic
• cosmic noir
• lyrical
• singer-songwriter
• Los Angeles