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, window sighed Cells grew up and rivers burst Sound obscured and sense reversed
Idle mind and severed soul Silent nerves and begging bowl Shallow haze to blast a way Hyper sleep to end the day
Hello Neil and Buzz, I am 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 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
Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
