The following lyrics were written by John Denver following
the 1986 Challenger disaster. It seems appropriate to reprint them today.
Well I guess that you probably know by now
I was one who wanted to fly
I wanted to ride on that arrow of fire right up into heaven
And I wanted to go for every man
Every child, every mother of children
I wanted to carry the dreams of all people right up to the stars
And I prayed that I’d find an answer there
Or maybe I would find a song
Giving a voice to all of the hearts that cannot be heard
And for all of the ones who live in fear
And all of those who stand apart
My being there would bring us a little step closer together
They were flying for me
They were flying for everyone
They were trying to see a brighter day for each and everyone
They gave us their light
They gave us their spirit and all they could be
They were flying for me
They were flying for me
And I wanted to wish upon the Milky Way
And dance upon a falling star
I wanted to give myself and free myself, and join myself with it all
Given the chance to dream, it can be done
The promise of tomorrow is real
Children of spaceship Earth
The future belongs to us all
She was flying for me
She was flying for everyone
She was trying to see a brighter day for each and everyone
She gave us her light
She gave us her spirit and all she can be
She was flying for me
They were flying for me
They were flying for everyone
They were trying to see a brighter day for each and everyone
They gave us their light
They gave us their spirit and all they can be
They were flying for me
They were flying for me
They were flying for me
They were flying for me
Words and music by John Denver
Quote of the Day
The crew of the space shuttle Challenger honoured us by
the manner in which they lived their lives. We will never forget them, nor the last time
we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for the journey and waved goodbye and 'slipped
the surly bonds of earth' to 'touch the face of God.'
~ Ronald Reagan
Today's
Photo
One
Year Ago They Might Be Giants
There is a sense of reverence that you feel in this forest primeval. The ground is
spongy, carpeted with needles, leaves, and other flora deposited over the years. It
absorbs sound and until another car comes by, it is as silent as a church.
Two Years Ago No Tribble at All... Star Trek was a part of our everyday life. Ned was once so obnoxious at Jeri's
ballet recital that I said something I never dreamed I'd ever say to a child, "sit up
and act like a gentleman!" Ned finally leaned over and said, "I can't help it.
I'm a Vulcan. I don't know what ballet is."
