Wildfire Cadence (versión 2)

Verse

Duffel bag zipped, keys left on the counter

Last lap circling this three a.m. hour

Mirror still fogged from a hundred goodbyes

Tape on my knuckles, chalk in my eyes

Coach called it over but my feet won't stop

Every heartbeat's a metronome drop

Six-minute mile and the exit sign glows

Last time I'm lacing up these old clothes

Pre-Chorus

Can you hear it, the click of the clock

Counting down to the final block

Is this an ending or the start of the climb

Feel it building, one more time

Chorus

I'm burning down to run again

Every goodbye is a wildfire cadence

Ashes behind me, fire on my skin

Wildfire cadence, this is how I begin

Left foot grief, right foot grace

Wildfire cadence, I'm picking up pace

Nothing behind me but light and the wind

Wildfire cadence, over and over again

Verse

Old track numbers peeling off the wall

Same worn curve where I learned to fall

Now the gate's open, the field's turned gold

Every scar on my shins got a story told

Packed up the trophies, left doubt in the drawer

Never needed it, don't need it no more

Sunrise splitting the parking lot haze

Still out here running but changing my ways

Pre-Chorus

Can you hear it, the click of the clock

Counting down to the final block

Is this an ending or the start of the climb

Feel it building, one more time

Chorus

I'm burning down to run again

Every goodbye is a wildfire cadence

Ashes behind me, fire on my skin

Wildfire cadence, this is how I begin

Left foot grief, right foot grace

Wildfire cadence, I'm picking up pace

Nothing behind me but light and the wind

Wildfire cadence, over and over again

Bridge

Maybe the goodbye was the gun that fired

Maybe the ending is what lit the pyre

I don't need a finish line to feel alive

I was never the ride, I'm the fire inside

Chorus

I'm burning down to run again

Every goodbye is a wildfire cadence

Ashes behind me, fire on my skin

Wildfire cadence, this is how I begin

Left foot grief, right foot grace

Wildfire cadence, I'm picking up pace

Nothing behind me but light and the wind

Wildfire cadence, this is how I begin