Neil Armstrong

Heard you say "They didn't put a man on the moon
We just needed someone to prove all this floating's worth doing"

Then why did you say that you miss a simpler time
Well so do I and I find myself pining for you

These days can a question be asked
When the hero comes in last
Who is winning?

Well I am tired of feeling confused
And lest my words be construed
I can't separate what's real, but I know that I believe in you

There you go, out on the pavement walking alone
They could name a star after you and you'd still be complaining

And now it's clear
Now that you know why I wanted you here
There's a southern constellation that shines with your name on it

And I won't fly until the day that I die
But we can't keep out dreams in jars so I'll keep yours close to mine

Well I am tired of feeling confused
And lest my words me construed
I can't separate what's real, but I know that I believe in you