Song Description

Dreamed up as a prompt to mix the previously established characters of Major Tom (see David Bowie "Space Oddity") and the ghost (see Phish "Story of a Ghost"), this tune is a fantasy where Major Tom steals the sun and harnesses the energy to create a super ship that travels to the dark side of the moon. However, the move is shortsighted, as no energy source can be forever tapped. As with any great story, there's time for celebration, mischief and regrets.

Lyrics

Coffee and cream, the American dream
Tom rises rested in the quiet of the night
The quiet of the night, quiet of the night, quiet

Major Tom on the darkside of the room
The smoking gun and the ghost outside the room
The time is now if there ever was a time
so pop the cork and drink down the wine
drink down the wine, drink down the wine

Stole the sun now he's on the run
Flying faster than the bullet of the gun
Fiction that feels, Major Tom squeels
he didn't notice the ghost had joined the fun
in the journey of the sun, the journey of the sun, the journey

The ship hits land, but the scene was sick with gloom
Flown so far, their thoughts had left too soon
all that's round is the sun that's dripping now
we'll find our way Tom said, someway, somehow
someway, somehow, someway, somehow

And I know it's hard, trying to be happy here
In the times we are, STUCK INSIDE THIS VICIOUS CIRCLE
If I could find the words to bring us back to what was normal
I would take you there tonight

Out tonight (x many)