Gazing into the endless expanse of space,
Searching forever for my place.
Seeking familiarity in mirrors, or in my face.
Still my own stranger, can't find a trace.
Somewhere; here, I used to be,
and where I've gone I cannot see.
It's drearier, darker than I recall,
trapped inside my pitch-black skull.
Moan and bitch, won't scratch the itch.
Need the change, fear the switch,
cuz I've swung and missed
On every pitch.