We never thought that you were gone
Until we turned the lights on
And spoke to your God
But He ain't saying nothing
Except for something
About your life going to waste
In more ways than one

I never liked him anyway

You push it most days when you're young
And then one day you grow up
And everyone's wrong
They can't teach you nothing
They give you nothing
So you get thinking
Maybe there's a place
Where everyone floats South
In never-ending lemonade

Inside of myself
Daylight is almost waking up
Slow and wondering how
Sometimes it isn't always good here

What made you go, yeah and
When did you get back from Mars?
When did you get back
From Mars?

You circled around odd fallen stars
And reached out for the lightning
Until you were stung
Until there was a nice ring
The only right thing
So you get thinking
Maybe in a way
You'll never know for sure
The full extent of everyone

Inside of myself
Daylight is almost waking up
Slow and wondering how
Sometimes it isn't always good here

What made you go, yeah and
When did you get back from Mars?
When did you get back
When did you get back
When did you get back
From Mars?
When did you get back?

And hey, is there anyone known
Who gets along just great with everyone
On all the days
On all the days
On all the days
On all the days?