Everything Beautiful Is Far Away - Grandaddy

He just finished

Eating dinner

And stepped outside the cave to smoke

A cigarette he’d made

From rolled up photo paper

They were pictures of things back on earth

He looked out

On the grayish white expanse

Of uninhabited terrain

He now called home

He’d seen plenty

Mirages and imaginary visitors

Up until then

So he wasn’t sure what to think when

He saw swans

And they were wading on the shores

Of a pale white lake

He had never seen there before

And it was quite beautiful

And it was far away

Cause everything beautiful is far away

He knew he was as good as gone

But gone was somewheres

He really didn’t mind going to

Since the shuttle had crashed

Many years had passed

And the pictures of his loved ones

That he drew on the walls of the cave

Had finally faded

He put out his smoke

And proceeded towards the lake

Repeating to himself

Everything beautiful is far away.