I lay
in my bed and dreamed I walked
On the
Sea of Tranquility
I knew
that someday soon we'd all sail to the Moon
On the
high tide of technology
But
the dreams had all been taken
And
the window seats taken too
And
2001 has almost come and gone
What
am I supposed to do?
Now that
the space race is over
It's
been and it's gone and I'll never get to the Moon
Because
the space race is over
And
I can't help but feel that we've all grown up too soon
Now my
dreams have all been shattered
And
my wings are tattered too
And
I can still fly but not half as high
As once
I wanted to
Now that
the space race is over
It's
been and it's gone and I'll never get to the Moon
Now
that the space race is over
And
I can't help but feel that we've all grown up too soon
My son
and I stand beneath the great night sky
And
gaze up in wonder
I tell
him the tale of Apollo
And
he says, "Why did they ever go?"
It may
look like some empty gesture
To go
all that way just to come back
But
don't offer me a place out in cyberspace
Cos
where in the hell's that at?
Now that
the space race is over
It's
been and it's gone and I'll never get out of my room
Now
that the space race is over
And
I can't help but feel that we're all just going nowhere
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