Space Race - Bruce Dickinson

Yes, yes I’d launch into the rising sun

my living breath is measured

every step is done

fare you 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

so 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 beyound…

yes, yes I’d float around till gravity’s end

unity is coming, singular again

see you then my friends at the end of the line, yeah, yeah

secret knowledge science logic all are done

nothing left but burning up into the sun

on a cosmic beach I’ll see ya there