Anguish and Sorrow

Don't mind him
He's on his way to other Saturdays
He makes his way among the astral plains
You have not seen another thing
You have not been in yet and now
And we were keen when we were young

Naïve to go
Out among them
To throw your mind
I've been dying just to meet
A little bit of the reprieve
I was promised in the manual
I read the goddamn manual
I'm having trouble with the step
When you say goodbye to friends

Don't mind me
I'm like the furniture
A corner piece on consignment
Pay the bastards fee
You got to believe me when I say
That it's our galaxy, I'm saying
You got to believe me when I say
That it's a tragedy

Out among them
To throw your mind
The only dice you keep
I've been dying just to meet
A little bit of the reprieve
I was promised in the manual
I read the goddamn manual
I'm having trouble with the step
When you say goodbye to friends

Trouble with the step
When you say goodbye to friends
T-t-trouble with the step
When you say goodbye to friends