Aimee Mann - Lost In Space Lyrics






Lost in space
A bubble drifting
Into a place
Where planets shift and
The moon's erased
Its features lift in the glare

But I'm the stuff
Of happy endings
Though mostly bluff
Belief suspending
But close enough
For just pretending to care

And I'm pretending to care
When I'm not even there
Gone, but I don't know where

Well, she's the face
And I'm the double
Who keeps the pace
And clears the rubble
And, lost in space
Fills up the bubble with air

By just pretending to care
Like I'm not even there
Gone, but I don't know where

You split like a cell
And then cannot tell
The line from its parallel

So baby, beware
I'm just pretending to care
Like I'm not even there
Gone, but I don't know where
Gone, but I don't know where
Gone, but I don't know where





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  1. V.... K....

    This is the perfect record for long car drives at night. The kind where you don't mind if you accidentally drive onto the wrong highway, cause it means you get to be in the warm car with that record some more.

  2. W.... ....

    Anyone else here because of Opal? XD
    Can I just say her voice is just??? Perfect though?? Like holy guacamole I think it's confirming my bisexuality XD It's so perfect and sweet and just aaaaaahh //swoons

  3. R.... B....

    "Humpty Dumpty"

    Say you were split, you were split in
    fragments

    And none of the pieces would talk to you

    Wouldn't you want to be who you had been

    Well, baby I want that too



    So better take the keys and drive forever

    Staying won't put these futures back together

    All the perfect drugs and superheroes

    Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero



    Baby, you're great, you've been more than patient

    Saying it's not a catastrophe

    But I'm not the girl you once put your faith in

    Just someone who looks like me



    So better take the keys and drive forever

    Staying won't put these futures back together

    All the perfect drugs and superheroes

    Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero



    So get out while you can

    Get out while you can

    Baby I'm pouring quicksand

    And sinking is all I had planned

    So better just go



    Oh better take the keys and drive forever

    Staying won't put these futures back together

    All the perfect drugs and superheroes

    Wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero



    All the king's horses and all the king's men

    Couldn't put baby together again

    All the king's horses and all the king's men

    Couldn't put baby together again

     

    "High On Sunday 51"

    The monkey knows how you'll react

    Creating want by holding back

    Like some reverse pyromaniac

    Let me try, baby, try



    I propped my window up and then

    I turned my back to lure you in

    To rifle through what I might have been

    Let me try, baby, try



    Baby please, let me begin

    Let me be your heroin

    Hate the sinner but love the sin

    Let me be your heroin



    We have crossed the Rubicon

    Our ship awash, our rudder gone

    The rats have fled but I'm hanging on

    Let me try, baby, try



    Baby please, let me begin

    Let me be your heroin

    Hate the sinner but love the sin

    Let me be your heroin

     

    "Lost In Space"

    Lost in space

    A bubble drifting

    Into a place

    Where planets shift and

    The moon's erased

    Its features lift in the glare



    But I'm the stuff

    Of happy endings

    Though mostly bluff

    Belief suspending

    But close enough

    For just pretending to care



    And I'm pretending to care

    When I'm not even there

    Gone, but I don't know where



    Well, she's the face

    And I'm the double

    Who keeps the pace

    And clears the rubble

    And, lost in space

    Fills up the bubble with air



    By just pretending to care

    Like I'm not even there

    Gone, but I don't know where



    You split like a cell

    And then cannot tell

    The line from its parallel



    So baby, beware

    I'm just pretending to care

    Like I'm not even there

    Gone, but I don't know where

    Gone, but I don't know where

    Gone, but I don't know where

     

    "This Is How It Goes"

    This is how it goes

    You'll get angry at yourself

    And think you can think of something else

    And I'll hear the clanging of the bells

    'Cause I can't stop you baby...



    'Cause I don't have the bribery in place

    No bright shiny surface to my face

    So I won't go near the market place

    With what I'm selling lately

    'Cause this is how it goes



    'Cause it's all about drugs

    It's all about shame

    And whatever they want

    Don't tell 'em your name



    This is how it goes:

    One more failure to connect

    With so many how could I object?

    And you, what on earth did you expect?

    Well, I can't tell you, baby

    When this is how it goes



    'Cause it's all about drugs

    It's all about shame

    And whatever they want

    Don't tell 'em your name



    So I'll try to hold on

    While you try to let go

    You won't tell me it's gone

    But, baby, I'll know

    Baby, I'll know

    Baby, I'll know

     

    "Guys Like Me"

    Guys like me

    We don't know how it feels

    Absentee

    Even closing the deal

    With every player there's a payoff in the final reel

    But never with guys like me



    Cause guys like me

    We look good at the gate

    But you'll agree

    With the odds on the slate

    And put your money on a bona-fide heavyweight

    And take it off guys like me

    Take off guys like me



    They'll pull you close but never really

    Looking warm but feeling chilly

    You'll describe us as "impassioned"

    When it's just a front we've fashion



    Cause guys like me

    We all vow to become

    Clear and free of the fife and the drum

    And block the circulation till we're all completely numb

    Let's hear it for guys like me

    Let's hear it for guys like me

    Let's hear it for guys

    Guys like me

     

    "Pavlov's Bell"

    Oh Mario, sit here by the window

    Stay here 'til we reach Idaho

    And when we go

    Hold my hand on take-off

    Tell me what I already know

    That we can't talk about it

    No, we can't talk about it



    Because nobody knows

    That's how I nearly fell

    Trading clothes

    And ringing Pavlov's Bell

    History shows

    There's not a chance in hell, but



    Oh Mario. we're only to Ohio

    It's kinda getting harder to breathe

    I won't let it show

    I'm all about denial

    But can't denial let me believe?

    That we could talk about it

    But we can't talk about it



    Because nobody knows

    That's how I nearly fell

    Trading clothes

    And ringing Pavlov's Bell

    History shows but rarely shows it well

    Well, well, well



    Oh Mario, why if this is nothing

    I'm finding it so hard to dismiss

    If you're what I need,

    Then only you can save me

    So come on baby. give me the fix

    And let's just talk about it

    I've got to talk about it



    Because nobody knows

    That's how I nearly fell

    Trading clothes

    And ringing Pavlov's Bell

    History shows

    Like it was show and tell

    So tell me

    That's how I nearly fell

    By ringing Pavlov's Bell

    So, baby, show and tell

    Oh Mario, Mario

  4. R.... B....

    "Real Bad News"

    You don't know, so don't say you do

    You don't

    You might think that things will change,

    But take my word

    They won't

    You paint a lovely picture,

    But reality intrudes

    With a message for you

    And it's real bad news



    I was undecided like you

    At first

    But I could not stem the tide of overwhelm

    And thirst

    You try to keep it going, but a lot of avenues

    Just aren't open to you

    When you're real bad news



    I've got love and anger

    They come as a pair

    You can take your chances

    But buyer beware

    And I won't

    Make you feel bad

    When I show you

    This big ball of sad isn't

    Worth even filling with air



    And baby, let me tell you

    You can get some things confused

    Like whose secrets are whose

    And that's real bad news

    Real bad news

    Real bad news

     

    "Invisible Ink"

    There comes a time when you swim or sink

    So I jumped in the drink

    'Cause I couldn't make myself clear



    Maybe I wrote in invisible ink

    Oh, I've tried to think

    How I could have made it appear



    But another illustration is wasted

    'Cause the results are the same

    I feel like a ghost who's trying to move your hands

    Over some Ouija board in the hopes I can spell out my name



    What some take for magic at first glance

    Is just sleight-of-hand depending on what you believe

    Something gets lost when you translate

    It's hard to keep straight

    Perspective is everything



    And I know now which is which and what angle I oughta look at it from

    I suppose I should be happy to be misread

    Better be that than some of the other things I have become



    But nobody wants to hear this tale

    The plot is clichéd, the jokes are stale

    And baby we've all heard it all before

    Oh, I could get specific but

    Nobody needs a catalog

    With details of love I can't sell anymore



    And aside from that, this chain of reaction,

    Baby, is losing a link

    Though I'd hope you'd know what I tried to tell you

    And if you don't I could draw you a picture in invisible ink



    But nobody wants to hear this tale

    The plot is clichéd, the jokes are stale

    And baby we've all heard it all before

    Oh, I could get specific but

    Nobody needs a catalog

    With details of love I can't sell anymore

     

    "Today's The Day"

    Better pack your bags and run

    Or stay until the job is done

    Or maybe you can sit and hope

    That providence will fray the rope

    And sink like a stone

    Or go it alone



    And isn't it enough - for you?

    Isn't it enough?



    So better pack your bags and run

    And send it to oblivion

    Where you don't look like anyone

    That anyone would care about

    And do what you do

    'Til it buries you



    And isn't it enough - for you?

    Isn't it enough?



    And baby - isn't it enough?

    Like Major Reno at the bluff

    Wondering aloud if help is on the way

    And baby, isn't this your chance

    To make a break with circumstance

    Isn't it enough to prove today's the day?

    Isn't it enough to prove today's the day?

     

    "The Moth"

    The moth don't care when he sees the flame

    He might get burned, but he's in the game

    And once he's in, he can't go back

    He'll beat his wings till he burns them black



    No, the moth don't care when he sees the flame

    No, the moth don't care when he sees the flame



    The moth don't care if the flame is real

    'Cause flame and moth got a sweetheart deal

    And nothing fuels a good flirtation

    Like need and anger and desperation



    No, the moth don't care if the flame is real

    No, the moth don't care if the flame is real



    So come on, let's go, ready or not

    'Cause there's a flame I know, hotter than hot

    And with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot, away



    The moth don't care if the flame burns low

    'Cause moth believes in an afterglow

    And flames are never doused completely

    All you really need is the love of heat



    No, the moth don't care if the flame burns low

    No, the moth don't care if the flame burns low



    So come on, let's go, ready or not

    'Cause there's a flame I know, hotter than hot

    And with a fuse that's so thoroughly shot, away

     

    "It's Not"

    I keep going round and round on the same
    old circuit

    A wire travels underground to a vacant lot

    Where something I can't see interrupts the current

    And shrinks the picture down to a tiny dot

    And from behind the screen, it can look so perfect

    But it's not



    So here I'm sitting in my car at the same old stop light

    I keep waiting for a change, but I don't know what

    So red turns into green turning into yellow

    But I'm just frozen here on the same old spot

    And all I have to do is to press the pedal

    But I'm not

    No, I'm not



    People are tricky, you can't afford to show

    Anything risky, anything they don't know

    The moment you try, well, kiss it goodbye



    So baby kiss me like a drug, like a respirator

    And let me fall into the dream of the astronaut

    Where I get lost in space that goes on forever

    And you make all the rest just an afterthought

    And I believe it's you who could make it better

    though it's not

    No, it's not

    No, it's not

  5. s.... p....

    I love Aimee and her music, but I HATE it when the friggin'  commercials pop up in the middle of a good song!!!

  6. S.... ....

    Trixie Mattel just mentioned Aimee being one of his favorite singers
    It was some obscure video too but wow, I’m in love 😍

  7. D.... S....

    very good Aimee Mann album..I have it on CD..old days..new days for the old days

  8. E.... M....

    A start to finish Wow. I think my boyfriend is going to kill me if I ply it through one more time.

  9. K.... S....

    You have the sweetest heart.
    thank you


    ARMY 
    ⭐️
    OF 
    ⭐️
    ONE

  10. Q.... G....

    I always end up coming back to this album

  11. B.... G....

    How is Greta Van Fleet a thing, when people could save their IQ points and listen to 'real artist' like Aimee Mann. I read somewhere that she is a lyrical genius, I am not disappointed.

    B.... G....

    2 listens in a row

  12. R.... ....

    Sooo many unusual chord combinations... She never rests on templates, unlike all the others.

  13. J.... T....

    I wore this album out in 2002 while pregnant with my first child. She just turned 16 and I am listening to these songs with tears in my eyes.

    J.... T....

    I am 29 weeks and singing along, baby is kicking like mad stuff

  14. C.... G....

    This album is so perfect!

  15. W.... A....

    I'm here because a friend of mine shared me the link. I had never heard of Aimee Mann before. What a beautiful album.

  16. R.... L....

    Aaron Swartz led me here

  17. O.... ....

    19 people have no idea about music.

    I am in awe of Aimee Mann. This has to be my fav album. I can't explain how it makes me feel. So many emotions. It's perfect.

  18. c.... o....

    gotta be one of the most under appreciated artists ever.

    c.... o....

    Yes. She needs more appreciation.

  19. V.... C....

    ONE OF MY FAVORITE ALBUMS

  20. Q.... ....

    I forgot how much I loved this album.

  21. D.... C....

    THAT IS SO FUCKING DISGUSTING! A GooD FRIEND OF MINE DIES, AND ANOTHER USES HIS ACCOUNT AND MAKES A COMMENT ON THE INTERNET! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU ALL!

    D.... C....

    8814 DUCHESS OF BEDFORD

    D.... C....

    no one cares

  22. s.... p....

    She's a great singer and songwriter - highly under rated...

  23. J.... ....

    This is Heaven! Like George Harrison and 'Til Tuesday!

  24. k.... u....

    a real talent this aimee mann

  25. a.... ....

    wow 😯

  26. E.... C....

    We don't deserve Aimee Mann. Such important music, such a perfect album, I listen to it in order, start to finish!

    E.... C....

    For over 15 years it seems. Meep

  27. L.... T....

    In the netherlands we never hear people like chuck prophet,lucinda williams,ray lamontagne,drive by truckers,martha wainwright,bob mould,howe gelb, ron sexsmith,ryan adams, mary gauthier,paul westerberg,los lobos,dayna kurz,sparklehorse,rosanne cash or even great metal bands on the radio.Its really all formuleaic drab brought without love and taste.

    L.... T....

    You forgot to mention Aimee Mann ;)

  28. K.... K....

    Love Aimeee...always<3.

  29. M.... ?....

    fantastico!

  30. T.... V....

    One of the absolute greatest albums about rejection in relationships ever conceived. Perfect from the first note to the last.

    T.... V....

    Yes, very possible )

    T.... V....

    Cool idea. I took it as an album about drug use (or maybe the relationship a person had with drugs?). But I could be projecting ;)

  31. S.... H....

    THAT WAS IN 2002. CONCERT AT THOUSAND OAKS CIVIC AUDITORIUM

    S.... H....

    I TOOK TAMMY, not HUDSON

    S.... H....

    I THINK IT IS/WAS TOO LATE FOR THOSE SLO PEEPHOLES TO ESCAPE FROM THOUSAND OAKS. They all just loved living in SIMI VALLEY.

    S.... H....

    is someone shouting? "A ROSE IS A ROSE IS A ROSE" by GERTRUDE STEIN RIGHT ON! KEEP ON KEEPING ON MAN! LOVE CALIFORNIA LATER ;)

    S.... H....

    CANNED SHOW...CONCERTA

  32. S.... H....

    A ROSE IS JUST A ROSE...

  33. S.... H....

    HARU URARA 90069

    S.... H....

    IF YOU MISSED SHABU CHIC, MAYBE IT WAS SHABU ZEN

  34. A.... G....

    As good as it gets, she is blessed to be one of the best!

  35. R.... C....

    Love this lady of rock :)

  36. S.... D....

    Aimee Mann .Rock Goddess of the understatement.

  37. I.... ....

    beautiful awesome voice, thank you.

  38. D.... F....

    finalmente o álbum completo!

  39. B.... N....

    Mind blowing. What a voice and what a sound. Hoping to see her in London for the first time later in the year.

  40. J.... R....

    I have found out that Aimee Mann is a prolific creator of great music. I share here music from Youtube, and resolve to buy her CD's. This lady deserves it.

    J.... R....

    Go see her live, too. I have barely seen any concerts in my whole life but I saw her open for Tom Petty in 1985 when she was in 'Til Tuesday and I've seen her twice in the last several years on tour solo.

  41. C.... A....

    all is favorites <3

  42. h.... ....

    Here are the actual timestamps:01. "Humpty Dumpty" – 0:00
    02. "High on Sunday 51" (Paul Dalen, Mann) – 4:02
    03. "Lost in Space" – 7:17
    04. "This Is How It Goes" – 10:45
    05. "Guys Like Me" – 14:33
    06. "Pavlov's Bell" – 17:46
    07. "Real Bad News" – 22:13
    08. "Invisible Ink" (Mann, Clayton Scoble) – 26:06
    09. "Today's the Day" – 31:06
    10. "The Moth" – 35:49
    11. "It's Not" – 39:37

    h.... ....

    cheers for this mate

    h.... ....

    Bless you :)

    h.... ....

    Ah thank youuu :)

    h.... ....

    Thank you.

  43. S.... I....

    All songs written by Aimee Mann, unless otherwise noted.

    01. "Humpty Dumpty" – 4:01
    02. "High on Sunday 51" (Paul Dalen, Mann) – 3:15
    03. "Lost in Space" – 3:28
    04. "This Is How It Goes" – 3:47
    05. "Guys Like Me" – 3:12
    06. "Pavlov's Bell" – 4:27
    07. "Real Bad News" – 3:53
    08. "Invisible Ink" (Mann, Clayton Scoble) – 4:59
    09. "Today's the Day" – 4:42
    10. "The Moth" – 3:46
    11. "It's Not" – 3:27