The moon shook
And curled up like gentle fire
The ocean glazed
And melted wire
Voices buzzed in spiral eyes
Stars dived in blinding skies
Stars die
Blinding skies
Tree cracked
And mountain cried
Bridges broke
And window sighed
Cells grew up and rivers burst
Sound obscured and sense reversed
Stars die
Blinding skies
Hello, Neil and Buzz
I'm talking to you by telephone from the Oval Room at the White House, and this certainly has to be the most historic telephone call ever made from the White House
I just can't tell you how proud we all are of what you have done
For every American, this has to be the proudest day of our lives
Because of what you have done, the heavens have become a part of man's world
And as you talk to us from the Sea of Tranquility, it inspires us to redouble our efforts to bring peace and tranquility to Earth
Idle mind
And severed soul
Silent nerves
And begging bowl
Shallow haze to blast a way
Hyper sleep to end the day
Stars die
Blinding skies