(Music: Starts with a warm, driving indie rock groove. Steady drums, melodic bassline, slightly overdriven guitar.)

(Verse 1)

Woke to the static, a hundred reasons to stop

But the rhythm cuts deep, from the bottom to the top

Laces are tied, no map in my hand

Just the will to move forward and make a new stand

(Chorus)

More moves when you move, feel the signal break through

Leash up the old hound, let the static undo

A time for the loud horn, a time for the slow

More moves when you move, this I know.

(Outro)

Walk it off... reset the dial...

And move.

(Guitar note fades out)