Dying Over Here

Shine on prodigal son got to have your morning glory, yes keep on having your fun, it will be the same ole story soon, it will be afternoon, fun is getting harder to find, never mind. Keep on watching the sky, keep on waiting to die, keep on wondering why it's afternoon. Burn on celestial star, burn away the times that find you, move on wherever you are, do the thing that one will find you here. You won't have nothing to fear, but time is slipping away day by day. Shine bright prodigal son, rushed off to your happy ending. Good night, celestial one, no use wasting time pretending now. Now that you are hating the time and space. Lose that  human race. Keep on watching the sky, keep on waiting to die, keep on wondering why, it's afternoon.