"It Is The 20th Century. I Am A Little Boy Peacefully Asleep. My Father Comes To Wake Me

So That I Can Witness An Historic Event In The Finite Story Of Mankind."



[Edward Reekers, Lana Lane]



On An Early Summer Morning, July '69

As I Dream Of The Planets

I Hear A Voice Softly Whisper: 'son, It Is Time

It's Happening Soon'



It's A Quarter To Four Now And He Carries Me Down

To Our Place By The Telly

I See Lights On In Houses All Over Town

For The Man On The Moon



One Small Step For Man

But A Giant Leap For Mankind

The Mighty Apollo Prevailed

The Eagle Has Landed



I Go Back To My Warm Bed, Back To My Dreams

But Not The One Of The Planets

I Decided This Morning I Don't Want To Be

The Man On The Moon



As I Lie Here In This Cold Tank, Living A Dream

I'm The Last On The Planets

I Decided This Morning I Don't Want To Be

The Man On Mars