Bruce DickinsonSpace Race

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 © 2015