Space
Take to the sky, mind the rye.
Go to the rim, will it let you in.
Race
What a finish to lend.
You achieved and we consider.
Long and soft made the crop.
Yes we live but you, have more; the sense to play we adore.
Take to the sky, mind the rye.
Go to the rim, will it let you in.
What a finish to lend.
You achieved and we consider.
Long and soft made the crop.
Yes we live but you, have more; the sense to play we adore.