When The Rain Hangs Low
Obsidian Swing
4:16Rails hum low, I step, I grin The road's awake, I dive right in No finish waits, no end in line Just motion here, the pulse, the sign Wind slides past, I match the beat Every stride makes the world repeat No pause to find, I bend, I sway The track is mine, it shows the way Mind splits wide - two worlds collide Steel and surf pulse side by side Foam stings the breath, thoughts roar in gray Waves hit the edge, beats carve the way From the rail's rattle to the crowd's overhead flight I own every beat - no end in sight Foam stings the breath, thoughts roar in gray Waves hit the edge, beats carve the way From the rail's rattle to the crowd's overhead flight I own every beat - no end in sight Steps repeat, the rhythm grows Every turn another flow No stop to seek, no map, no key The path itself defines me free Horizons stretch, they bend, they tease The pulse I ride brings me at ease No goal, no end, yet I feel strong Every beat I own moves me along Wind cuts sharp, the hum's still mine Noise and doubt fall back in line Foam stings the breath, thoughts roar in gray Waves hit the edge, beats carve the way From the rail's rattle to the crowd's overhead flight I own every beat - no end in sight Foam stings the breath, thoughts roar in gray Waves hit the edge, beats carve the way From the rail's rattle to the crowd's overhead flight I own every beat - no end in sight Every start's a spark, it never dies I ride the pulse beneath wide skies No pause, no stop, the track is real I move, I sway, the road I feel Foam stings the breath, thoughts roar in gray Waves hit the edge, beats carve the way From the rail's rattle to the crowd's overhead flight I own every beat - no end in sight Foam stings the breath, thoughts roar in gray Waves hit the edge, beats carve the way From the rail's rattle to the crowd's overhead flight I own every beat - no end in sight