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.