Lyric

The current flows along the hollow ground

No heavy feet to make a single sound

We drifting where the light begins to pale

A quiet map without a single trail

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

The iron line is stretching through the haze

To pull us from the center of the maze

The tension held within a silver wire

Far away from every burning fire

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

Moving slow against the heavy tide

Nowhere left for us to run and hide

Steady force that carries us away

Into the ending of a weary day

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

Feel the grip around the broken wheel

Something more than what the senses feel

Guided by the motion of the rope

Walking on the narrow edge of hope

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

Underneath the surface of the black

There is no road to lead the traveler back

The engine hums a low and steady song

To show us where the distant souls belong

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

The weight is measured by the empty space

Reflected on a weathered plastic face

We follow where the leading shadow goes

Towards the place where bitter water flows

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

A steady drag across the dusty floor

Searching for an open wooden door

The link is forged in cold and solid grey

To wash the ashes of the world away

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

Moving slow against the heavy tide

Nowhere left for us to run and hide

Steady force that carries us away

Into the ending of a weary day

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW

Feel the grip around the broken wheel

Something more than what the senses feel

Guided by the motion of the rope

Walking on the narrow edge of hope

TOW, TOW, TOW

TOW, TOW