[Nick James]

Just Another Day on the Moon


what a day for those who have died to make a way
a leap for human race, a step towards a chance to leave this place
the media grew to a swarm, their cameras let loose in a storm
their lights flashin off this giant white suit ill now use to perform
ive gone over my lines, atleast a few half dozen times
I cant speak for the group i have enuff trouble managin mine
i know im not the darin type, to think im actually scared of height
i guess everything shuld be alright as long as I am careful right?
I trust in my country, my group and my team
I cant help but feel lucky, to tell the truth its a dream
I grab hold with a struggled grip n climb on board this mother ship
problem is there rlly isnt much to it, inside its barely big enough to sit
they fire the engines n I hear this tireless whimperin
my partner is shiverin, I remind myself ill be sure not to mention him
we take off as I feel a pull in the seat, a roll of my feet
this has been our goal for a week, no one can speak
with all the windows shut I cant help but feel im stuck
i have to kneel n duck just to find out all but one wont open up
but there it is, the view is clear. the bluest sphere
what we all knew was there, it just looks too weird
the farther we go the smaller it grows
theres a landing approaching n all of us knows
in a matter of minutes I hear the chatter diminish
I hear us crash at the finish and look back at the remnants
no damage, not a break or a crack. i take a breath after that
I can feel it in my neck and my back, for a moment I forget where im at
the door opens to a rocky surface, I tell myself to not be nervous
I take one small step then say my line, one more leap then change my mind
we all have that moment that we wait to find,
I said what I said and sealed my place in time
the rest was easy,
I knew it was great
as I walk off the moon.. into studio 8