When I was young all I wanted was the moon Hung that National Geographic map in my room In seventh grade, Mythology 101 They called me Little Endymion - You remember me now Space was the object of all my country's desire And the skies of my childhood were laced with launching pad fire And I was the boy who stood under streetlamps at night Waiting for those strange blue lights To take me away - Shoot the moon Set me down in the Sea of Tranquillity Just the stars and me - Shoot the moon Give me a home in the 21st century A little less gravity I could fall free Shoot the moon If I'd been ten years older, I might have been tripping on Yasgur's farm But I probably would have been a Phantom flying over Viet Nam In a dream of altitudes where the blue turns black And never looking back At the pieces on the ground But I saw the choppers rise out of Saigon's fall And my fingers traced the writing on the long black wall And I knew there'd be no spaceships in my future I guess I was born a little too late, or way too soon... - Shoot the moon.... we could fall free Well, a quarter of a million miles isn't really that far It took me two Chevy's, but I've done it in a car Driving from town to town with this old guitar Made in 1969 One small step for mankind - Shoot the moon.... it is my destiny © 1997 Hugh Blumenfeld/Hydrogen Jukebox Music (ASCAP) Hugh - Vocals, acoustic guitar Mark Dann - electric guitars, bass, drums, vocals Shane Shanahan - percussion
NO Space Wars is a benefit CD produced for the Global Network Against Weapons and Nuclear Power in Space, 2002.
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