I Found Space - Miracles of Modern Science

I hear my muffled, soupy breath

Lick my lips each fourth or fifth

Swallow my spit

It’s amplified like through a cone

Seems to echo through the dome

Over my head

The polyester lining scrapes

Against my six-day stubbled face

Trapping my groans

I try and fail to twist my neck

My arms and legs pinned to a rack

Cracking my bones

I went looking for heaven but I found space

And it was great, it was great

Back home they thought I’d vanished without a trace

But I found space, I found space

I’m peering out this tiny hole

In a twenty gallon bowl

Plastic and chrome

And all the stars and dust I see

Look no more real than on TV

Let me go home

Craning for a better view

Over metal walls

If I could return to you

I would ditch it all