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 [bad word] 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 greatest 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