Space Race
Bruce Dickinson
Yes, yes, I'd launch into the rising sun
My living breath is measured, every step is done
Fare ye well, my friends, see you down the line
Yeah, yeah...
I don't belong to nation state or dying race
I leave my prejudice with you, my religion's in space
Have a little respect...
Why are we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond...
Yes, yes, I'd float around till gravity's end
Unity is coming singular again
See you then, my friends, at the end of time
Yeah, yeah...
Secret knowledge; science, logic, all are gone
Nothing left but burning up into the sun
On a cosmic beach, I'll see ya there
Why are we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond...
Why are we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond...
Why are we running in this space race?
Why are we acting like we own the place?
Just want to feel the starlight on my face
Reach out my hand and touch beyond...
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