Space exploration is a noble thing
It's a noble thing if we'd only try
Arranging mountains is just mud and water
It's just mud and water and the passing of time
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Overcome
Just a little
High on a hillside
With the sun in my eyes
Overcome
Just a little
Free from the city
With the snow at my side

Walked the street as it becomes a river
And the cars are shining in the morning sun
Travel sideways till the (?)
And all those rocketmen days are over and done
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Overcome
Just a little
High on a hillside
With the sun in my eyes
Overcome
Just a little
Free from the city
With the snow at my side
Composition:
Cracknell
Stanley
Wiggs