Worlds grow old, and Suns grow cold
And death we never can doubt
Time's cold wind, wailing down the past
Reminds us that all flesh is grass
And history's lamps blow out
But the Eagle has landed; tell your children when
Time won't drive us down to dust again
Cycles turn while the far stars burn
And people and planets age
Life's crown passes to younger lands
Time brushes dust of hope from his hands
And turns another page
But the Eagle has landed; tell your children when
Time won't drive us down to dust again
But we who feel the weight of the wheel
When winter falls over our world
Can hope for tomorrow and raise our eyes
To a silver moon in the open skies
And a single flag unfurled
For the Eagle has landed; tell your children when
Time won't drive us down to dust again
We know well what life can tell
If you would not perish, then grow
And today our fragile flesh and steel
Have laid their hands on a vaster wheel
With all of the stars to know
That the Eagle has landed; tell your children when
Time won't drive us down to dust again
From all who tried out of history's tide
Salute for the team that won
And the old Earth smiles at her children's reach
The wave that carried us off the beach
To reach for the shining Sun
And the Eagle has landed; tell your children when
Time won't drive us down to dust again