Petter Carlsen The Race Is On
And when you find her, strike out your force and let
her know
When you feel lost and so amused by sadness you can't
explain
Be not darkened, scared to death, find your own peace
of mind
Where you are not within reach
A place you cannot be without again
The race is on for fortune, freedom and fame
Where all could crash into mayhem
Where essence is pain,
Essence is pain
And somehow you go to war
And you strike out your force
I know, and so you'll see
That you'll find a way
To get by
Wait and see
Go to war
Be yourself and no one else
And you'll be found
One day
One day
