Looks like we stepped too far, too fast.
Should’ve been a bit more careful right.
It’s a shame but, even in face of death,
We’ll find the way to ignore each other.
I know we will, baby, trust me, we will.
If I know one thing, it’s that we will try.
Can’t go out chasing; gotta be running.
At least we have so much in common.
If your back is the last thing that I see
Before I suffocate, I will not die happy.
Well my dear, it’s been quite the race.
Really, it has, it’s been years coming.
You’ve been one hell of a competitor.
We’ve traded position so many times.
No matter where the other of us went,
Or whoever would come between us,
Like the geyser Old Faithful, you and I
were always, piping the hottest hot air.
It’s sort of funny, though, how we sink;
We’re sinking so slowly, I cannot feel it.