

I walk the line where the low end bends Cold air,
slow fire under my skin
Steel in the floor,
steady in my chest I keep my name where the pressure lives
No wasted motion, no borrowed light
Hold that line
Breathe in time
Let it turn
Let it rise
Deep in the wires of the night We move like one,
we move like fire
Stay low Stay clear
Feel the room
turn
slow Every step writes
itself
Hold that line
Breathe in time
Let it turn
Let it
rise
Deep in the wires of the night We move like one,
we move like fire
Still here Still turning Still under the skin
Still here