Lyric

Clockface slides across a beam

Tires whisper close to truth

Fingers tighten on the seam

Night unfolds its scattered proof

Engine breathes a tempered song

Streetlight flicks like steady code

Every second moves along

Measured out in shifting road

Light the fuse and turn the key

Let the moment set us free

Take the line and push it hard

Find the beat and hold the card

Ignite the night, the chamber roars

Bass and speed collide on course

Ignite the night, the chamber roars

We become the open force

Mirrors catch a trembling glare

Signals fold into the beat

Windcarved edges cut the air

Time collapses under feet

We collect the scattered sparks

Pocket them against the cold

Movement keeps us from the dark

Keeps our stories from the fold

Light the fuse and turn the key

Let the moment set us free

Take the line and push it hard

Find the beat and hold the card

Ignite the night, the chamber roars

Bass and speed collide on course

Ignite the night, the chamber roars

We become the open force

Heat retires behind the ribs

Breath remembers what it did

Slow the clutch and soften glare

Guide the motion to repair

Engine cools and fog recedes

City breathes a softer tone

We return to planned degrees

Carrying heat back home