Little word of advice. Do NOT pay special attention to the way Eric Turner sings in this song. In particular, try really hard NOT to focus on the way he breathes. The way he gasps and gags in between every line - particular after "seasons come and go" - could, to some ears, be considered monumentally distracting. And once you've spotted it, it could possibly ruin your enjoyment of the song as a whole.
Not that there's anything wrong with his singy bits, I might add. That epic, power-ballad howl acts as an angelic counterpoint to Tinie's grubby snicker. Eric is all heart and brain and lofty ambitions about fate and destiny, while Tinie is all groin and lizard-throat and funny-bone and elbow-in-the-ribs, and sharp tongue.
Between them, they make a perfectly-rounded and human whole.