Lyric

Dawn arrives in pointed streaks

Motion writes the passing creed

Tires hum like counting weeks

Miles translate into a need

Hands repeat a learned routine

Bodies move with practiced grace

What begins as plotted scene

Turns to ritual in this place

Speed becomes the steady prayer

Rhythm binds us to the air

Repeat the steps until they blend

Let the practice be the friend

Faster now, the cadence holds

Bodies merge and purpose molds

Faster now, the cadence holds

We perform until it folds

Lines unfold like folded notes

Signals pull the tempo tight

Every mile rewrites the quotes

Keeps the edges in our sight

We perform with measured breath

Nothing wasted in the flow

Carry speed beyond the depth

Make the moment let us go

Speed becomes the steady prayer

Rhythm binds us to the air

Repeat the steps until they blend

Let the practice be the friend

Faster now, the cadence holds

Bodies merge and purpose molds

Faster now, the cadence holds

We perform until it folds

Candles dim along the way

Night recedes into the plan

We conclude the motion play

Carry speed into the land