Space Race

Bruce Dickinson

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    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

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    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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    Composition: Bruce Dickinson and Alex Dickson

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