i blame you for the moonlit sky

and the dream that died

with the eagles flight

i blame you for the moonlit nights

when i wonder why

are the seas still dry?

don't blame this sleeping satellite



did we fly to the moon too soon?

did we squander the chance?

in the rush of the race

the reason we chase is lost in romance

and still we try

to justify the waste

for a taste of man's gratest adventure



have we got what it takes to advance?

did we peak too soon?

if the world is so great

then why does it scream under a blue moon?

we wonder why

the earth's sacrificed

for the price of its greatest treasure



and when we shoot for the stars

what a giant step

have we got what it takes

to carry the weight of this concept?

or pass it by

like a shot in the dark

miss the mark with a sense of adventure