Just Fern - SPACE II (2022) LYRICS

You're On Fire

It’s time to shine

You burn your light

Through hopeless nights

With hopeful eyes

You been denied

A hundred times

You’re on the line

You’re on fire

You wanna go to space

I wanna go to space 2

High in a brand new place

Hi isekai truck-kun

No need to wear your heart

Right on your sleeve all sewn in

I don’t care what you want

I’m never soft spoken

Fate better turn my way

Want to forget some things

I don’t care if it’s fake

Don’t care if I’m wandering

Save me a holiday

Save me a different motion

High off a brand new wave

High diving in the ocean

You been denied

A hundred times

You’re on the line

You’re on fire

Diazepam

I never wear a suit to fly business class

So wonder how I get my stacks

My heart is in economy with no bags

I’ll always be your third best lover

Superman 2006

Playing on a headrest

I’m never at my best when I’m in the sky

Your name is on my list

Show you all my bestest tricks

I would be the worstest father

Flying high up in

Plane that wouldn’t land

Might take a Valium

Or Diazepam

Might take a Benzo

Or a Motrin

Or a vitamin

Or Diazepam

Might take a Tylenol

Or a Clariten

Nitroglicerin

Or Diazepam

Might take a Sudafed

Or some Lithium

Robitussin

Or Diazepam

And I wake up on the ground

And there’s no one else around

Heading to the airport lounge

Am I wasting time

Yeah I’m wasting time

At the Rodeo Hotel

Where you think you might as well

Get a go at giving hell

You’ve done wonderful

Though you got a demon’s soul

Go to sleep back on the ground

‘Cause there’s no one else around

Gamble big and win your way

To a higher status

And a ticket to the live or die

Just fly

My wings span wide

Angel in the sky

There’s a sun up high

Burns a hole inside

All the lights so warm

I gotta join the swarm

There’s a lie shines through

The whole and part of you

Well I watch my life

Lit on a silver scrim

When the backlights dim

You won’t get a lick of him

Concrete Shoes

You try

To live a private life

Hold your own inside your waltz

Like Ray Kroc

Now you’re singing you a different tune

Try to hide that you’re walking in concrete shoes

I try to make sense of my heart beating fast

Why does my heart beat fast

I take an aspirin for a quick fix

And then I choke on it

Never made a lick of sense

That everyone I ever knew

Just couldn’t see the evidence

I swallow my pride

Grab my regrets

Hang them to dry

The line outside

Now you’re singing you a different tune

Ain’t it good that you’re walking in concrete shoes

So I’m at the afterparty

You’re not too jazzed to see me

You know I don’t crash easy

Got locked in the model home

You found a way to phone home

We took that left in Stockholm

You try

To live a righteous life

Hold your own inside your faults

Like Jesus

Now you’re singing you a different tune

Try to hide that you’re walking in concrete shoes

Yeah you’re singing you a different tune

Ain’t it funny you’re walking in concrete shoes

Spaces

In space they can’t hear you scream

You’ll never hit the screen

Until you throw your TV away

Hop a boat or a classic car

But you won’t get too far

Because you drank all the gasoline

Move to L.A. and become a bartender

When you drink hard liquor

Become a pariah

Take a dive down a shooting star

Maybe thrive in part

Until you throw it away again

So many shivers from the cold

Too many seasons to adore

So many places

So many spaces

If there’s a roof

I’ve raised it

Too many choices

Too many voices

Driving new

Rolls Royces

So much drama

Too many Mamas

Not coming home

To Papa

So many places

So many spaces

If there’s a sign

I’ve made it

I’m where space is

Take my body downtown

Lead me to the streetlight

Never thought so hard

About an exit ramp

Get your blue jeans out

Mix them in with the whites

Never thought so long

About a rescue plan

Get your sticker to vote

Get your brand new flow

Get your whole damn

Office in a frenzy now

Get your hologram rights

Get your new male life

Get a blue dance going

In the green room

May you always be mean

May you always be right

May you hop the

Line to your salvation

May is coming in stride

There’ll be storms all night

Hurricanes a hell

Of a vacation

So many places left to go

Oh so much love left on the road

So many shivers from the cold

Too many seasons to adore

So many places

So many spaces

If there’s a roof

I’ve raised it

Too many choices

Too many voices

Driving new

Rolls Royces

So much drama

Too many Mamas

Not coming home

To Papa

So many places

So many spaces

If there’s a sign

I’ve made it

I’m where space is

Movies

Best things in life

Aren’t free

You and me

Our movie

The best people

Got to hide

They run their lives

No sunshine

We can do anything that we want to

Nothing’s playing tonight

We good

I will not complain

Try another name

I will feel no pain

You live life like a type right

Whiskey and a typewrite

Living for the sunlight

Nothing’s playing tonight

That’s alright

We do anything that we want to

We use any name that we got to

Give our own damn

Make our own plans too

Nothing’s playing tonight

I don’t watch movies

No I don’t like pretending

We ditch the picture show

We both know the ending

We live our life like fools

We will never run away

We’re living like cartoons

I know where to run away

R.I.P. my favorite show

You know I’m only grieving

I hate to see you go

I love to watch you leaving

I like a painted tomb

You will never run away

I said we’re living like cartoons

We’ve got to run away

I miss nine holidays

You know I’m only dreaming

I like to see you go

I love to watch you leaving

I’ll shiver out at sea

They’ll make it into a movie

I’ll throw it all away

I’ve got to run away

Try to let you know

Try to be receiving

I love to watch you go

I hate to see you leaving

Shake your blues away

Head out on the highway

I’ll miss twelve holidays

Oh I’ve got to

I’ve got to

I’ve got to run away

See It All

Well you know that I know that you’re stuff ain’t been selling

I know that you know how to figure it out

You were born in the sign of the glorious Cancer

And your moon is a Scorpio, figure it out

You gonna figure it out

You gonna figure out

Born in the Noughties when confidence gambled

And a hill of a fall was the thrill of it all

You were peaking outside your old bedroom window

But you couldn’t see at all

You would thrill em all

You would shake em all up

You were comfortable

You could make it all up

But you couldn’t see at all

You coulda had the world

But you gave it all up

‘Cause you couldn’t see at all

No you couldn’t see it all

There are times that I find that loneliness crumbles

There are times that I loom and there’s times that I bloom

And the way that I feel when my footing stumbles

Got to hold onto you

And your washing your hands

As I’m setting the table

And you sit at place one

As I sit at space two

Long as I know that we can be happy together

For as long as I’m around we can see it all together

For as long as you know that we’re happy together

I’ve got to hold onto you

And we can see it all

Glow Up

You dress in a suit and tie

To simulate your agency

I dress in my mothers eyes

To keep you far away from me

Scuttle off somewhere alone

With far too great an urgency

You can depend on me

You Barbie girl, you Semper Fi

So my femboy aquamarine

I know how you love to fight

Someday you'll get your law degree

Swagger to the open bar

A headshot with that twisted tea

You can depend on me

Do you wanna fight me

Do you want your life

Do you wanna find peace

I’ll give you one last try

You know where to find me

In the yellow brights

Streetlight glow up

Give me mine tonight

I’m so sorry

There's no Ferrari

You tried to play me

You mighta got me

We mighta had peace

But you forgot your saints

Now you rest in peace

While I'm firing blanks

They could fire tom hanks

For a racist tweet

You a tasteless freak

On a star trek fleet

I got no Bugatti

Holes in soles

And I don't have hot feet

Now I'm in the hot seat

One eye blind

White guy monopoly

No I’d never lie to you

Darling I just died for you

Hope is for the wise

Fear is for the scarred

I wanna crash God’s car

Do you wanna fight me

Do you want your life

Do you wanna find peace

I’ll give you one last try

You know where to find me

In the yellow brights

Streetlight glow up

Give me mine tonight

Hold My Beer

Spring is here

Hold my beer

You gotta hide my beer

I got these hunger pangs

In these hurricanes

I got eccentric feels

I got to hide my heels

Here in your atmosphere

You gotta hold my beer

I’m in your gravitas

Do you hit play or pause

Out with the midnight sphere

You gotta hold my beer

Do you get no applause

Do you FM or saws

You go from smiles to tears

You gotta hold my beer

Sugarcane baby is nothing but scent

You know the hard way we play pretend

Hurricane lady you are my friend

You know our love go into the deep end

I sent a little dosh

You couldn’t split the cost

I had the spirit to still say hello

You had a place to rush

No I got nothing for you pretty baby

Just walk away from here

Spring is here

I’m here

Sugarcane baby is nothing but scent

You know the hard way we play pretend

Hurricane lady you are my friend

You know our love go into the deep end

Space 2

It’s a sin

Against your fellow man

To bail on all your friends

Then have their backs again

It’s a crime

To work on your own dime

You gotta take a stand

You better bite the hand

You better shoot for the stars

Before you go too far

You better fight for your man

Heard he’s about 5’10”

You better shoot for the moon

Before you’re gone too soon

You better try it again

You gotta reach the end

You gotta shoot for the moon

Just need a lucky strike

It’s what I’m waiting for

Just need a lucky strike

It’s what I’m praying for

And if you would close your eyes

Then I could play it for you

Just need a lucky night

Forever then forever

It’s a sin

Against your fellow man

To bail on all your friends

Then have their backs again

It’s a crime

To work on your own dime

You gotta take a stand

You better bite the hand

You better shoot for the stars

Before you go too far

You better fight for your man

Heard he’s about 5’10”

You better shoot for the moon

Before you’re gone too soon

You better try it again

You gotta reach the end

You gotta shoot for the moon