Lyrics of
Drops Of Jupiter

Drops of Jupiter was inspired by the passing of Train lead singer Pat Monahans mother, who was battling cancer. The song discusses her journey through the universe after her death and how he imagines her exploring and experiencing new things. It was a massive commercial success and was praised by critics for its lyrics and composition.

Now he’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in his hair, hey, hey
He walks like summer and talks like rain
Reminds me that there’s time to change, hey, hey
Since his return from his stay on the moon
He listens like spring and he talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all fadeing
And that heaven is overrated
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?

Now that he’s back from that soul vacation
Chasing his way through the constellation, hey, hey
He checks out Mozart while he does tae-bo
Reminds me that there’s room to grow, hey, hey
Now he’s back in the atmosphere
I’m afraid that he might think of me as plain ol’ Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance alone in the light of day?
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?


Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte you have ever had, and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance alone in the light of day?
And head back toward the Milky Way
Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself?

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte you have ever had, and me