When you race to fall, turn your face away
Always the first to go, then to stay the same
Fortunate no one, fortunate no one
That's how it always was, through it all
Now your pace is slow, you're in someone's way
'Cause you cursed soul, curses are all the same
Fortunate no one, fortunate no one
That's how it always was, through it all
On the pace you run, silver among the gold
In an honest way, silver among the grey
When you race to fall, turn your face away
Always the first to go, then to stay the same
On the pace you run, silver among the gold
In an honest way, silver among the grey
When you race to fall, turn your face away
Always the first to go, then to stay the same
