All those stories they used to tell
About the heroes
And the ones who made our generation
Looking up to living icons
And wishing we were them

All those museums we used to visit
Seeing through windows into worlds
Reaching up with hands held high
To stars not out of reach

We were heroes
We were dreamers
We were pioneers
We used to believe

We climbed
We reached
We soared
And we owned the night

Building machines and minds
Was our creed in an age of champions
We celebrated the gods of old
And gave them wings to soar on

We shed tears
And we felt the pain
When those of us departed
Sacrificing so that we could stand
On their shoulders

We were builders
We were creators
We were prodigies
We used to know

We raised
We claimed
We called
And we owned the sky

There are still dreamers
There are those who still see those stars
Seeing through those windows
Into worlds that could be ours

We were heroes
We were dreamers
We were pioneers
We used to believe

We climbed
We reached
We soared
And we owned the night

And the night still calls