Michael Collins

Skateboard hardcore shows every night
Weekend Houston in the city lights
Shit dates bad mates with their bad advice
CAPCOM. Send Help
I'm standing by...

Go far Go hard jammin Nevermind
Dive bars your car in the dead of night
Confess and caress shes so beautiful
Houston. Come in
Check eleven's altitude...

Go for launch
I can't follow through
Let the moment slip away
The Writing's on
The wall inside her room
And I ignore it everyday

The only thing that I do regret
Is everything that I never said to you

Four on the floor bands comin on
We shout the words to every song
Two kids: broke, young, and delicate
Langley. Watch me
Living large in America...

Then you're gone
What was I to do
When the lines separate
When Right is wrong
And Wrong is without you
You can do anything

When West coast eyes meeting summer nights
Upon A moonlit floor where we came alive
And the moon itself burning ball of love when what you want well it never was

(Because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best)

(A challenge we are will to accept)
Houston
(Not because it is easy)
Check eleven's altitude
(But Because it is hard)

Thrusters on
Engines one and two
Then the shuttle separates
See Armstrong
Walking on the moon
...I didn't want to anyway

From the west coast I see a burning light
Illuminate the Sky in the summer night
Cause Im the fool who's close but not close enough
Outside the module where I hang above



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Mccormick
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