Two years ago our nova-drive failed and we drifted in space
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But now repaired our motors run to continue the race
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Three of our crew who were with us then did not survive
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Their life supports could not take the strain and so they died
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And so we search until we find the answers that we left
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behind, and we go from star to star to find the dream
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And we will pursue the race that made us journey into space
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and led us to become a seed of life, PXR5, PXR5
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Robots call, but we don't answer to their wail
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Computers hum and bright lights flash to no avail
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The course has been set for us to go in light years past
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Outlaws of time, visions of an ancient cast
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And so we search until we find the answers that we left
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behind, and we go from star to star to find the dream
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And we will pursue the race that made us outlaws of this space
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and led us to become a seed of life, PXR5, PXR5
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PXR5
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| Hawkwind |
