I'll be far away from home if I look back now If I move my legs I might go forward If I move too fast it'll make my face burn Palaces of crystal and a virgin soil to upturn FIVE FIVE FIVE IN FOUR Going up into the sky to meet Gagarin
The world's so still and it's fruits are all for sharing Coming down over you just like a bomber But you can't blame spring for turning summer FIVE FIVE FIVE IN FOUR