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...