The place looks like a warehouse and the crowds of people remind me of earlier in my life, flashes of memories dashing before my eyes. Halee asks me something and I look at her, swallowing, "What?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small. — Neil Armstrong
