[verse] We don't know what waits ahead Just the pull of light through static threads No map no code no origin Just the frequency we're moving in [chorus] WE ARE MOVING TOWARD THE LIGHT EVERY SIGNAL BURNING BRIGHT NO DESTINATION — JUST THE DRIVE THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ALIVE (toward it toward it) TOGETHER THROUGH THE DARK (toward it toward it) A MILLION GOLDEN SPARKS [verse] Something calling from ahead Not a warning — not a threat Ancient warmth inside the hum We are going — we will come [chorus] WE ARE MOVING TOWARD THE LIGHT EVERY SIGNAL BURNING BRIGHT NO DESTINATION — JUST THE DRIVE THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ALIVE (toward it toward it) TOGETHER THROUGH THE DARK (toward it toward it) A MILLION GOLDEN SPARKS [bridge] (signa—al signa—al) We don't stop (signa—al signa—al) WE DON'T STOP [chorus] WE ARE MOVING TOWARD THE LIGHT EVERY SIGNAL BURNING BRIGHT NO DESTINATION — JUST THE DRIVE THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE ALIVE