Thunderline Run

Cold wind howling down the mountain track Steel wheels rolling and they won't look back Spark in the dark where the engines roar Leaving yesterday outside the door We are the fire on the open line Carving our way to the end of time Stand tall, hold fast, let the thunder roll We got the power that can shake the soul Heavy foot down on the gravel ground Chasing the horizon to a brand new sound High peak rising in the morning sky Never look around as the miles fly by