F Gm Imagine the very first man on the moon, watching the earth rising up Gm F Out of the darkness cerulean blue, water and thunder and dust F Gm Floating like magic alive in the air, his body a weightless machine Gm F Farther away than a plane or a bird or a dreamer had ever been A7 Gm Outsiders, look up A7 A Gm It turns out we are not so different F Gm Gray and deserted, the landscape is strange, holes on a desolate road Gm F Holding the camera, he pauses to say, Would you look at our beautiful home F Gm All of the angry and all of the lost, painting a circle of blue Gm F Only a moment to lean back and watch the silvery rise of the moon A7 Gm Outsiders, look up A A7 G Gm F Fm E The night is dark but brilliant and it turns out we are not so different F Gm Imagine the very first man on the moon, watching the earth rising up Gm F Out of the darkness cerulean blue, water and thunder and dust F Gm Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the endless expanse of a dream Gm F Pausing the burning of cities to say we are beautiful when we believe