Space Race

<br>Yes, yes, Id launch into the rising sun<br><br>My living breath is measured, every step is done<br><br>Fare ye well, my friends, see you down the line<br><br>Yeah, yeah...<br><br><br><br>I dont belong to nation state or dying race<br><br>I leave my prejudice with you, my religions in space<br><br>Have a little respect...<br><br><br><br>Why are we running in this space race? <br><br>Why are we acting like we own the place? <br><br>Just want to feel the starlight on my face<br><br>Reach out my hand and touch beyond...<br><br><br><br>Yes, yes, Id float around till gravitys end<br><br>Unity is coming singular again<br><br>See you then, my friends, at the end of time<br><br>Yeah, yeah...<br><br><br><br>Secret knowledge; science, logic, all are gone<br><br>Nothing left but burning up into the sun<br><br>On a cosmic beach, Ill see ya there<br><br><br><br>Why are we running in this space race? <br><br>Why are we acting like we own the place? <br><br>Just want to feel the starlight on my face<br><br>Reach out my hand and touch beyond...<br><br><br><br>Why are we running in this space race? <br><br>Why are we acting like we own the place? <br><br>Just want to feel the starlight on my face<br><br>Reach out my hand and touch beyond...<br><br><br><br>Why are we running in this space race? <br><br>Why are we acting like we own the place? <br><br>Just want to feel the starlight on my face<br><br>Reach out my hand and touch beyond...