Trying to hold on, nothing to hold on to
If I could see it, I could see it through
I wanna know once again what I once knew
Guess I should get up, no place to get up to

If I could stand up, I'd stand up to you
No confrontation, just a point of view
Outside walk sailing, wrapped up in all you do
Complacent trailing, an easy thing to do

While the rockets are still new
We were stalking, you me and I the Moon
We were talking, but did we talk too soon?
No conversation, a song without a tune

Whose fault was failin', the faultless number few
With what's remainin', the world could still pull through
While the rockets are still new
Trying to hold on, nothing to hold on to