[Hook]
Send in that sunshine
Make everything right
Turn on your love light
Cause baby [bad word] on by
Send in that sunshine
Make everything right
Cause there ain’t no suffering in life
That don’t ease with the passage of time

[Verse 1]
If stars died of old age
They wouldn’t explode, they’d burn out with a slow fade
But stars escape life with a gun shot
Which makes me think they stick a pistol in their sun spot
Bite the barrel, squeeze the trigger
Might have cared once, but the obstacles seem bigger
And they’re stuck behind a giant 8 ball
The milky way is star brains that are smeared across the space wall
You know the red giant in sector two?
Yeah, Hector, [bad word]  he was a depressing dude
I think he thought nobody thought about him
And now that I think about it, I’m liable to guess it’s [bad word] Everybody wants the sun [bad word] and cure their rough moods but suns need love too
I give out energy and don’t receive. I’m tired now, I’ll go to sleep
And when this is the coldest solstice, maybe folks’ll notice me

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Goodbye Maggie, Goodbye Jules
I wish you’d stuck around, you wise fools
Cause friends they tend [bad word] and go
The way the ocean ebbs and flows but there’s reminders in the tide pools
But when the standing water’s putrid
Who am I to say a choice you made was stupid?
There’s a bunch of us who loved you [bad word] stuck here pointing fingers at ourselves for something you did
You you you you you packed your problems in a suitcase
You you you went away forever to a new place
You left behind a lot of blue faces and bouquets and loose ends like shoelaces
But my friend, it’s too late
So all my lightweights and barflies, let’s raise a pint each time a star dies
And toast the memory of hard lives
Filed on the interstellar hard drives and archives