

Walking down the cold concrete
Counting steps beneath my feet
Just a face lost in the crowd
Singing silent, screaming loud
And the distance starts to grow
Underneath the static glow (oh-oh-oh)
We are moving in a straight line
Running out of precious time
Living on a wire so tight
Searching for a spark tonight
Empty stations, heavy skies
Looking through a new disguise
Still we chase the midnight train
Washing off the summer rain
Can you hear it call?
Standing at the wall (ahhh)
We are moving in a straight line
Running out of precious time
Living on a wire so tight
Searching for a spark tonight
Moving in a straight line
(running out of time) Straight line