Life On the Moon

Maybe someday we can live on the moon
Milk in our eyes and the coffee cups too
If we behave, play our cards right
Moon’ll be our fortune tonight
Frequency of traditional child
Ignition becomes a spark of disguise
Where we are from, where we begin
Philosophy on paper napkin
Dutiful daughter never wanted to fly
She swims through the air like she swims through the sky
Waves of phosphor, waves of grace
Lights on the square and lights on her face
Saturn returns and Mercury slaves
Atoms transmit to gravity’s play
Dutiful daughter never wanted to fly
She swims through the air like she swims through the sky
Maybe someday we can live on the moon
But ‘cause we can, doesn’t mean we have to
Rockets will come, astronauts go
Nothing so precious as what we don’t know
Dutiful daughter never wanted to fly
She swims through the air like she swims through the sky
We know too much!
We know too much!
We have to find it ourselves!
We know too much!
We know too much!
We have to find it ourselves!
We know too much!
We know too much!
We have to find it ourselves!
We know too much!
We know too much!
We have to find it ourselves!