Urban Ascendancy

Midnight pressure in my chest

But I got momentum in my step

Cool air hits my face as I step outside

Heavy thoughts behind but they cannot hide

Walking down the block where the shadows blend

Under streetlamps knowing I won't bend

I feel the pulse starting to rise

Looking up at the dark grey skies (here we go)

Out of the dark

into the gold

We run the streets we own the cold (we run the streets)

Sunlit and militant we stand (we stand)

Footsteps rhythm like a heartbeat sound

No more pressure trying to drag me down

Passing through the crowds under amber glass

This momentum's moving, gonna make it last

We shake the heavy weight

We clear

the

path we make

Out of the dark

into the gold

We run the streets we own the cold (we run the streets)

Sunlit and militant we stand (we stand)

(momentum in our stride)

Yeah, we walk into the light