The moon shook and curled up like gentle fire

The ocean glazed and melted wire

Voices buzzed in spiral eyes

Stars dived in blinding skies

Stars die. Blinding skies.

Tree cracked and mountain cried

Bridges broke and window sighed

Cells grew up and rivers burst

Sound obscured and sense reversed

Stars die. Blinding skies.

Hello, Neil and Buzz.

I´m talking to you by telephone from the Oval Room

at the White House, and this certainly has to be the most historic telephone call ever made from the White House.

I just can´t tell you how proud we all are

of what you have done.

For every American, this has to be the proudest day

of our lives.

Because of what you have done,

the heavens have become a part of man´s world.

And as you talk to us from the Sea of Tranquility,

it inspires us to redouble our efforts to bring peace

and tranquility to Earth.

Idle mind and severed soul

Silent nerves and begging bowl

Shallow haze to blast away

Hyper sleep to end the day

Stars die. Blinding skies.