Rocket Man The capsule is cold and the metal is grey .I watch as the shoreline is fading away .I look at the world and I have nothing to say .I sink in the shadow at the end of the day .The countdown is whispering deep in my head .I’m trapped in a cage where the wires are fed .With nowhere to hide from the words they have said .I drift like a ghost on a mechanical bed .‘Cause I am the Rocket Man, soaring alone .A spark in the dark looking for a way home .A king sitting up on a desolate throne .A piece of a puzzle that’s totally blown .The silence is heavy, the stars are so bright .A million miles out in the belly of night .I float like a feather that’s losing its flight .And turn off the switches and extinguish the light .My chest is so tight as the oxygen falls .The radio crackles and nobody calls .The darkness is pressing right through to the walls .And filling up empty and echoing halls .‘Cause I am the Rocket Man, soaring alone .A spark in the dark looking for a way home .A king sitting up on a desolate throne .A piece of a puzzle that’s totally blown .I’m burning my fuse in the quiet and black .I’m sinking in places where shadows attack .I’m letting go now and I’m never turned back .I’m fading away on an infinite track .
