Interpret:

Bruce Dickinson

Album:

Skunkworks

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...