Clockwork Ridge
Steady pace, the cold air clears
Steps are light, the pattern is near
We find the route through the grey dawn light
A quiet strength in the endless night (oooh)
Keep the line, the system is clear
No regrets, no lingering fear
Steady pace, the cold air clears
Steps are light, the pattern is near
We find the route through the grey dawn light
A quiet strength in the endless night (oooh)
Keep the line, the system is clear
No regrets, no lingering fear