picking up the pieces of another night
funny how you see shapes in the absence of light
funny how you lose or win in a single while
he who wins is stainless, or maybe someone
who puts their guilt behind them
and go on with their run
cos when you stop running
you're as good as done
and wind will no longer hold you back
cos wind-wards you don't walk
you simply fly
and win-wards cos win's what you're aiming at
till victory is finally reached
he who wins is stainless, or maybe someone
who puts their guilt behind them
and go on with their run
don't do it for the name of it
nor for glory
just do it so you'll make it
your own history
and wind will no longer hold you back
cos wind-wards you don't walk
you simply fly
and win-wards cos win's what you're aiming at
till victory is finally reached
the sweetest days
the sweetest taste
now victory is finally reached
SEE YOU IN SEPTEMBER 2009 ...