ALDRIN: Contact light.
ARMSTRONG: Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.
Now that I see what we can do,
Appears no chance of fun today,
Another thing my daddy knew.
Red toy tractors and airplanes blue,
Back step play beats watching hay,
Now that I see what we can do.
Gone from the farm, the family flew,
Good-byes said, she's gone away,
Another thing my daddy knew.
Promise remains for sky not through,
Playing alone to fill the day,
Now that I see what we can do.
Follow above shines clear the moon,
Though unseen we waved anyway,
Another thing my daddy knew.
Men were there with gold reason true,
Sparks caught on his eyes betray
Now. That I see what we can do,
Another thing my daddy knew.
March 2003
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