Stepping out
OK,
You first.
No, you first
No, you first.
No, you first.
After you.
No, after you.
No, after you.
No, after you.
Ok,
I’ll go
No, I’ll go.
No, I’ll go.
No, I’ll go.
OK.
What if
What if they never came back?
What if they left us here?
What if it’s a trick?
What if it’s just us
on this dustball?
What if nobody heard?
What if nobody saw?
What if we locked the keys
in the car?
What if we tripped?
What if we’re trapped?
What if we lay there like turtles on our backs
staring at the sun till it baked our eyes open?
What if it’s all true?
What if none of it is true?
What if we are not the first?
What if there are footprints?
What if we like it?
What if we stay?
What if we don’t leave?
What if we don’t come back?
Dreams
We are everybody’s dream
We are in everybody’s dreams.
We are on everybody’s dream.
The moon is love
And I am on love
I am in love.
Homeward
Houston,
Show me the way to go home.
I’m tired
And I wanna go to bed.
I had a little drink.
About an hour ago.
I had a little drink.
A little drink.
I drink a little.
And it went straight
To my head.
My head.
Two drinks in my head.
Two in my hand and two in my head.
A bird in my hand and a bird in my head.
A bird in the sky -
Hello, bird in the sky.
I wonder why
There’s a bird in the sky.
Houston.
I wonder why.
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Songs from the Lunar Module
PoetryWhat were the astronauts thinking when they landed on the moon?
