Salt And Foam

There's a siren right outside my window
Calling me out with the fire brigade
Suddenly, whole Chicago's burning
And we're battling the blaze

The wind is blowing rain against my window
All at once I'm a captain out to sea
Through the 39 foot swells of this nor-easter
We'll press on through the storm
'Till we hear that lighthouse horn

And it's a long way home
And the wind hits my skin like stones
Through the salt and foam
I'll be coming home

Now there's something wrong with the satellites this winter
And I'm on a rocket headed out to space (Oh yeah)
I'm an astronaut 400 hundred miles from solid ground
And I'm not afraid of falling down (Yeah, yeah)

But it's a long way home
And the wind hits my skin like stones
Through the fire and chrome
I'll be coming home