Force-fed watershed, leave it all behind Holding tight to the rails Damned white knuckles Prise them off the mountainside and turn your palms to the sky Admission's free to this ride
Call it rhythm, fortune or circumstance But this vista stretches for miles One full spectrum, more colour than personality And two small leaps for mankind Admission's free to this ride
These entry fees cannot compete with sterling silver stadium seats
They're drinking in the brightest light From deep within this murky well We're breathing in the open air Two strides at a time
My face lit up like a child I climbed all over this ride Stole all the lights I could find It was two small leaps for mankind Admission's free to this ride To hell with one of a kind We're two small leaps for mankind Two small leaps for mankind