Laika
DANIEL PATRICK WIESE, MATTHEW MOORE DEVINE
Born in the year of the cat,
Taught to fight for what you want,
Razed in fire and ash,
Tonight there's no turning back,
The city screams your destiny,
There's no gravity,
High in your flying machine,
Watch over me,
Where are you now?
Are you feeling well or are you breaking down,
I know how alone you feel so far away,
While they pretend to remember you,
Laika, I'll make you proud,
Is Laika coming home? Laika,
Please come home