Bad Astronaut - Catherine Morgan lyrics

Among the strange it had to be Over the gems, over the ice Sheltered from the sun Pissed in a cup in The corner of what seems like a box Trapped in the game I know it's right and sheltered from the pain And captain tells us to enjoy No one can smell the cobwebs and moss I know this sounds ambiguous But here's a different tune One more day we raise the captain The futile gesture isn't empty....yet