Four men

Heavy coats

Around a table

Boots on the floor

Snow piling up on the windows

Dark town

They’ve seen this before

Power’s out

Ain’t a shock

Cards in a stack

One eye on the door

Then a voice cuts through the static

That old radio starts to roar

Heartbeats jump

Everyone stands

Gloves get grabbed

They know the plan

The lights come on and the siren screams

They’re on their way when you’re losing steam

Through white-out roads and frozen streets

They’re coming in hot

Running code 3

Yeah

When you need help

When you can’t breathe

They’re coming in hot

Running code 3

One cop

Empty lot

Halfway through

Long

Lonely shift

Coffee in the cup gone bitter

Staring at the clock

Mind adrift

Then the crackle

Then the name

One short burst and the world turns real

Seatbelt snaps

Engine rising

Every second now you feel

Knuckles tight

Blue glow shines

Cold night cuts

Through the lines

The lights come on and the siren screams

They’re on their way when you’re losing steam

Across dark roads and broken streets

They’re coming in hot

Running code 3

Yeah

When you need help

When you can’t see

They’re coming in hot

Running code 3

Blizzard on the glass

Or a silent

Sleepless town

You hear that call for help

They will never turn it down

Different badges

Same belief

Same worn boots on tired feet

When the world feels like it’s falling

They’re already in the seat