You turn against the good ones You move a little further from the line You slept a thousand years too long Waiting for the day you get to shine You race against the space-incest Noone really knows the reasons why Forget about your maker Throw yourself a thousand days behind Some day there will come soft rains One day the spring will get her way So you loaded all your space-guns To save your life, to reach another low You failed another space-test There's still so much about space you don't know Some day there will come soft rains One day the spring will get her way