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.