Onward to the Edge

The act of moving onward
 Means we pass these signposts
 One of them was first leaving Earth.
 The next one is hanging out on the Moon.
 What's next?
 The Planets
 Onward to the Edge
 We're moving
 Onward to the Edge
 Here we are together
 This fragile little world
 (This fragile little world)
 Onward to the Edge
 We're moving
 Onward to the Edge
 Here we are together
 This fragile little world
 This is our Sun
 Just another star
 In the sea of stars
 The heart of the Solar system
 Just another star
 In the sea of stars
 Mercury is the closest planet
 This tortured piece of rock
 Has been stripped naked
 The Moon has a sky
 It has a horizon
 It's another World
 It's got Earth in the sky
 Just the way we have the Moon in the sky
 Onward to the Edge
 We're moving
 Onward to the Edge
 Here we are together
 This fragile little world
 We're not the only world to think about
 Worlds unnumbered
 We're not the only world to think about
 Think about
 Worlds unnumbered
 There is a powerfull recognition
 That stirs within us
 When we see
 Our own little blue ocean planet
 In the skies of other worlds
 A powerfull recognition
 That stirs within us
 When we see
 Our own little blue ocean planet
 In the skies of other worlds
 The Saturn system
 Offers splendor beyond compare
 Becouse of it's rings
 And very diverse moons
 These are no longer
 Abstractions
 These are Worlds
 Maybe there's life there
 They've changed
 How we think about Earth
 Our own little blue ocean planet
 A mote of dust
 Suspended in a sunbeam
 The pale blue dot
 Onward to the Edge
 We're moving
 Onward to the Edge
 Here we are together
 This fragile little world
 (This fragile little world)
 Onward to the Edge
 We're moving
 Onward to the Edge
 Here we are together
 This fragile little world
 We're not the only world to think about
 Worlds unnumbered
 We're not the only world to think about
 Think about
 Worlds unnumbered
 The laws of nature
 Create
 Vastly different Worlds
 With the tiniest changes
 (with the tiniest changes)
 When I reach, for the egde of the Universe
 I do so knowing
 That along some paths of cosmic discovery
 There are times when, at least for now
 One must be content, to love the questions themselves