Great Big Blue - The Rentals

Frigid Tuesday morning, waiting for the winds to die

Shake the Magic 8 Ball;

ask if everything’s all right

Outside the thermometer reads 31 degrees

Our families in the bleachers, bundled up so they don’t freeze

Filled with pride to watch their children fly

Eleven Thirty, Eastern Standard Time

(We want to take you)

Into the great big blue

Into the great big blue, we want to take you

Into the great big blue (we want to take you)

Into the great big blue

We skate across the launch-pad, anxious sled dogs on the ice

Tidal wave of darkness waits above the morning sky

Strapped onto the rocket, after multiple delays

Came down with «Go Fever», after 6 or 7 days

Lost in wonder, dreaming how it feels (how it feels)

Blasting off from NASA’s frozen fields

(We want to take you)

Into the great big blue

Into the great big blue, we want to take you

Into the great big blue (we want to take you)

Into the great big blue

Isaac’s laws of motion, coming true, right now

Classical mechanics start to take us down (we're going down)

Atlas holds the heavens a little too (Atlas holds the heavens too far) far out

Falling to his ocean, never to be found (we're going down, never to be found)

(We want to take you)

Into the great big blue

Into the great big blue (we want to take you)

Into the great big blue

Into the great big blue

Grey graffiti sprayed across the sky

Fall like streamers, eighteen miles high (we want to take you)

Grey graffiti sprayed across the sky

Fall like streamers, eighteen miles high

(We want to take you) …blue, blue