Red Planet

sun’s setting right by my house
and its turning all red on the iron ore
I watch it almost every dusk
and I’ve never felt this bored before
met everybody at least twice
and I’ve hit another social wall
how could so much empty space
make a planet feel this small?
Red Dust, Red Clay
red dust is all I know
everybody on this planet is gone
and i’m never going home
don’t you know that i hate it?
don’t you know that i’ve waited
for something like I had before the fall
before I flew away