Postcards & Moonrock

When you flew off to space
I believed that I’d never forget you
But I thought you’d return
With postcards and moonrock and stuff
Do you remember the time
We got drunk and danced to Marvin Gaye
By the steps of the church
And we slept and laughed the whole next day
If you’re trying to find
The friends you left when you went away
They all grew beards
And play chess nearly everyday
When you develop the photographs
Be sure to notice that person
At the back of the room
He died he died