[Verse 1]
This line is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Sunday or Monday
March over months of the year
[Verse 2]
This life is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every death is an end in the race
It's a stopping and starting
March over millions of years
[Chorus]
Travel, arrival
Years of an inch and a step toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
[Verse 3]
This land is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every line is a place on a map
It's a city or valley
Mark on these miles of fields
This line is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Sunday or Monday
March over months of the year
[Verse 2]
This life is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every death is an end in the race
It's a stopping and starting
March over millions of years
[Chorus]
Travel, arrival
Years of an inch and a step toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
[Verse 3]
This land is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every line is a place on a map
It's a city or valley
Mark on these miles of fields
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