Man On the Moon

Dream of the day
Vacant lots and ancient malls
Antiques smothered by our God
God and his creations
I, I am faced
By the devil's own head
By his lifeless eyes
Just grounded to the wall

Man on the moon, don't you ask for more
Man on the moon don't know what he's looking for
Man on the moon, don't you ask for more
Man on the moon don't know what he's looking for

Dream of the day
Dream of man's first step
Armstrong couldn't hold it
So Collins held the rest
Kasparov waits
For a child born machine
Lifeless eyes are peering
Grounded to the wall

Man on the moon, don't you ask for more
Man on the moon don't know what he's looking for
Man on the moon, don't you ask for more
Man on the moon don't know what he's looking for

A century of spite
Another plan to run and hide
If I make it out alive
You'll never find me, never find me
The hook we chose to bite
The way they see me without sight
If this is what we're calling life
You'll never find me, never find me

Man on the moon, don't you ask for more
Man on the moon don't know what he's looking for

No more



Credits
Writer(s): Aiden Heavilin
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