THURSDAY - Wind Up
Just ahead I see you winding up
And you're dressing this color on the edge of fire
Until these tightened strides
They march in time again
I don't know if I will cut through
I don't know if my heart will beat without you guiding it
Winding up
Leading me
Winding up to explode
It's the sound of your racing heart
That beats in time with every start
(the start of the year. the start of life. the start of war)