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
Ang go on with their run
Cause when you stop running
You're as good as done
(Chorus)
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
'Til victory is finally reached
He who wins is stainless, or maybe just someone
Who puts their guilt behind them
Ang 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
(Chorus)
The sweetest days
The sweetest taste
When victory is finally reached
Now victory is finally reached
Words and Music by RC Clegg
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