It's fifty years since Sputnik, when the Russians shocked the world   With an orb and two antennae Earth would never be the same   Fueling our worst fears that we'd be vulnerable and weak   If we did not respond in kind, we'd lose the game      So we got our act together, and Explorer One went flying   But not before the Russians sent a dog up into space   If I said I knew why they thought dogs should fly, I would be lying   They were caught up in some kind of human race      A race to the furthest star   A race to the galaxies above   If a little bit of fear can go so far   Imagine what a world could do with love      Gagarin took a spin around the globe in 61 and   He was followed ten months later by an astronaut named Glenn   Alexei took a spacewalk, Captain Kirk, he took our TV   And I've never been the same since then      A race to the furthest star   A race to the galaxies above   If a little bit of dreaming goes so far   Imagine what a world could do with love      Imagine human footprints on a distant lunar plane   Imagine floating science labs where gravity is gone   Imagine the potential that our species could contain   If we were drawn to love again      I heard a scientist declare the world as we know it   Is destined to be swallowed up in some gigantic hole   And nothing that you do on earth will outlast or survive this   Is there any point in trying to take control?      Just another baby boomer, writing poems   Putting flowers into rifles, hugging trees and singing songs   And the questions in the air aren't rocket science   What's the point and where on Earth do we belong?      In our race to the furthest star   A race to the galaxies above   If a little bit of vision goes so so far   Imagine what a world could do with love