Astronautas
Alan Sutton y las criaturitas de la ansiedad
Astronauts
This is how I want to be
Lying in a square, in some city
People pass by without looking
What are they thinking about?
This is how I want to be
Time is passing, but I still laugh
The inevitable doesn't scare me
It doesn't scare me anymore
We are astronauts
Separated in ships made of words
Separated through the senses
I see you through the window
Come watch people pass by
The meteorites collide and we'll dodge them
I like your stories
Tell me another one
Come for a while, sit here
Your company is good to not fall off the edge
Eyes get tired
From looking so much
We are astronauts
Traveling through the galaxy
Traveling, sometimes together
Tell me if you're on the other side
And that fear of betting and losing
From my window, I see you
Does she see me too?
Are they starting to fall?
All the walls of my ship
(And people running, fire in aisle eight, help!)
All the walls of my ship
(Us there on the side, laughing our heads off)
All the walls of my ship
(Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Up)
All the walls of your ship