[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
[Chorus]
Travel, arrival
Years of an inch and a step toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time

[Bridge]
Takе this mute mouth
Broken tongue
Now this dark lifе
Is shot through with light
Take this mute mouth (Travel, arrival)
Broken tongue
Now this dark life
Is shot through with light
Take this mute mouth (Travel, arrival)
Broken tongue
Now this dark life
Is shot through with light
Take this mute mouth (Travel, arrival)
Broken tongue
Now this dark life
Is shot through with light

[Chorus]
Travel, arrival
Years of an inch and a step toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
Travel, arrival
Years of an inch and a step toward a source
I'm coming to you
I'll be there in time
[Verse 4]
This life is burning
Turning to ash as it hits the air
Every step is a day in the week
It's a Wednesday or Thursday
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