Morning hangs on the edge of the glass
Soft wheels turn and the day moves slow
I hold the quiet like a borrowed coat
Waiting for a little more to show
There in the distance,
a line starts to glow
Small as a promise,
steady as home
We are building toward the light
Stone by stone through the longest night
Every small breath, every step in time Leads us on,
leads us on
If the road bends,
I will bend with it If the sky breaks,
I will still begin
On and on
We are almost
there (ooh) On and on