You’re not wrong. But I think that statement is supposed to illustrate the parent’s attachment to their child despite the horror show going on in their head.
It depends on how you think about it. I think of it as giving my kids a piece of myself in my love and effort to care for them. They are their own people, but they carry a part of me, just as I carry a part of my parents and those who helped shape me into the person I am.
(Verse 1) Out here on the edge of the galaxy’s arm, In my rusted spaceship, away from the farm. I’m missing that old Earth, its green and its blue, But the stars out here sparkle like morning dew.
(Chorus) I’ve got stars in my whiskey, and tears in my eye, Drifting through the cosmos, under the infinite sky. Missing my home, where the red rivers flow, Out here in the stars, with nowhere to go.
(Verse 2) I dance with comets, race with the moon, Sing to the void, out of tune. I dream of cornfields and that sweet country song, But the universe is vast, and the nights are long.
(Chorus) Stars in my whiskey, a heart full of ache, Wandering the heavens, for my old love’s sake. Under the glow of the distant sun’s light, I’m a space cowboy, lost in the night.
(Bridge) Met a Martian girl with eyes like fire, She mended my heart, filled me with desire. But Earth’s sweet memories, they call me back, To the old wooden porch, the long dirt track.
(Chorus) With stars in my whiskey, and dreams in my head, I think of Earth as I float in my bed. The galaxy’s wide, but my heart’s still there, In the sweet country air, without a care.
(Outro) So I’ll keep drifting, with my space-bound blues, Chasing the horizon, in my rocket shoes. But no matter how far, or where I roam, My country heart still calls for home.
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