Across the Borderline

Well I heard Anne Frank put up pictures

Of singing cowboy stars,

And they rode the attic walls

And sang their cattle calls

To the occupation streets and the SS cars.

      Across the borderline

      What will you find,

      Will your eyes

      Look into mine?

Houston Control told Eugene Cernan

Fire up the thrusters come back home.

Well it must've seemed too soon

For the last man on the moon,

And now where is the spirit gonna roam?

      Across the borderline

      What will you find,

      Will your eyes

      Look into mine?

Billy Martin's wake was last Christmas,

Mickey Mantle walking through the ice.

Well for all those diamond nights

And all those hotel lights

You know they'll always let you have your price.

      Across the borderline

      What will you find,

      Will your eyes

      Look into mine?