Ships lined up in the hangar Fresh coats Green and gold Lucky cards stuck on the dashboards Names we haven’t told We toast to the ones who risked it To dust and red horizons We laugh like we’re untouchable Still watching all the sirens Stella Fortuna Raise your glass to the sky (hey!) For the ones who rolled the dice And refused to die Stella Fortuna Every launch Every burn We were born to push our luck And we’ll take our turn Racers burn through the checkpoints Paint flashes in the glare Friends yelling over comms Static “Bet you won’t meet me there” Buy-in on a brand-new liner Ticket to a brighter track If I lose it all this cycle I’ll still come roaring back Stella Fortuna Raise your glass to the sky (hey!) For the ones who rolled the dice And refused to die Stella Fortuna Every launch Every burn We were born to push our luck And we’ll take our turn We remember fire over Mars Every name behind each scar Still we test the edge of dark Lighting candles on our hulls We are stories We are scars We are lucky We are stars Tempting fate with beating hearts ’Til the silence pulls Stella Fortuna Raise your glass to the sky (hey!) For the ones who rolled the dice And refused to die Stella Fortuna Every launch Every burn We were born to push our luck And we’ll take our turn
