Forward and up making their way. They stood on the shoulders of giants that day.

When we flew to the moon and back. Now we feel Apollo.

In three days adrift the Eagle descends. Then Armstrong and Buzz find the Sea of Tranquility.

When we flew to the moon. Now, we feel Apollo.

One step, for us we find the newest taste of space divine. The race we won caught every eye from home to cities worldwide. In hopes we have a future there we left our flag as a tribute to our determination to simply touch that Magnificent Desolation.

When we flew to the moon. Now we feel Apollo.