Many drops can turn a mill, singly none, singly none. Here's a health to the man who walks the moon, and the module crew above. And the team that watches them from the sky with worry, joy and love. To all who blazed the sky-trail, come raise you glasses 'round, And a health to the unknown heroes, too, who never left the ground. Step by step the longest march can be won, can be won.
Many stones can form an arch, singly none, singly none.
And together what we will can be accomplished still. Many drops can turn a mill, singly none, singly none. Here's a healt to the ship's designers, and the welders of her seams, And all who man the radar-scan to watch our dawning dreams. Step by step the longest march can be won, can be won. Many stones can form an arch, singly none, singly none.