Burning Line
Empty halls, we trace the architecture
Looking for a spark in the design
And the pressure is building in the atmosphere
We are breaking clear
(breaking clear)
Anchor is dragging, we are running to the crest
Leaving all the heavy weight behind in the west
Fading trace of light upon the canyon wall
Watching as the silent night begins to fall
We find the line,
we cross the boundary
Into the light, we set it free
Anchor is dragging, we are running to the crest
Leaving all the heavy weight behind
in the west
Running to the crest...