"Welcome back. Ordeal has passed."
"Okay, Houston... we're home at last."
Silence. Then, "Say again, please."
Dreams of footprints, stars so bright.
A story of survival to tell.
Soaring high, a celestial dance,
Ground control's minds in overdrive,
Hearts skip a beat, time seems to freeze.
Lovell, Swigert, Haise in flight,
Mission's fate hangs by a chance.
Engineers race, solutions fly.
'Round the moon, so cold and grey,
"Understood. We'll beat this doom."
Power rationed, makeshift repair,
Home a jewel, so far away.
Three emerge from capsule's shell,
Apollo 13, a triumph true,
Re-entry burns, a fiery test,
Air grows thick, supplies run low,
Earth and crew - where they belong.
Oxygen fades, a deathly trance,
Ocean welcomes, ending quest.
"Houston, progress, but dangers loom."
"Houston, we're losing air up here."
"Copy that. Stay calm, we're near."
"Houston, we've had a problem."
Suddenly alarms advance.
A nation prays, hopes wearing thin.
Flames pierce the sky, Apollo's might,
Aquarius cradles them with care.
Of human spirit, tried and new.
Determination's ember glows.
"Copy that. We won't give in."
Ingenuity keeps hope alive.
"Houston, we're fighting for our lives."
"Houston, we've had a problem here."
"Affirmative. We're holding strong."
"Courage, men. Your family strives."
"Roger, Houston. Standing by."
Three men bound for lunar light.