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