Black Star Gillian Welch

[Verse]
I get home from work
And you're still standing in your dressing gown
Well, what am I to do?
I know all these things around your head
And what they do to you
What are we coming to?
What are we coming to?

[Chorus]
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the fallin' sky
Blame it on the satellite
That bring me home

[Verse]
Troubled words, a troubled mind
I try to understand what is eating you
And I try to stay awake
But it's fifty-eight hours since I last slept with you
What are we coming to?
I just don't know anymore

[Chorus]
Blame it on the black star
Blame it on the fallin' sky
Blame it on the satellite
That beamed me home