Maybe someday we can live on the moon   Milk in our eyes and the coffee cups too   If we behave, play our cards right   Moon'll be our fortune tonight      Frequency of traditional child   Ignition becomes a spark of disguise   Where we are from, where we begin   Philosophy on paper napkin      Dutiful daughter never wanted to fly   She swims through the air like she swims through the sky      Waves of phosphor, waves of grace   Lights on a square and lights on her face   Saturn returns and mercury slaves   Atoms transmit to gravity's play      Dutiful daughter never wanted to fly   She swims through the air like she swims through the sky      Maybe someday we can live on the moon   But because we can, doesn't mean we have to   Astronauts come, rockets will go   Nothing so precious as what we don't know      We know too much!    We have to find it ourselves!