Silver coil trembling, under circuit’s skin Autumn frost riding cold rails within Every echo pulling tighter, sparks ignite desire Counting every step laid bare along the wire Stillness in the silence, candle’s final sigh We're locked upon this rail — and it leads us where we die Down to the wire — embers glowing, hearts expire Riding the rail with no reverse Ash in the wind, the click before the fire Everything ends, down to the wire Bare feet stumble where the voltage climbs False hope ticking at the crossing sign Along the track where choices fail We trace the fire’s path on a humming rail Every hesitation, every line we cross Still tethered to the rail — every turn a cost Down to the wire — the circuit’s holding tight One last spark beneath the night No jumping off, no quick repair Just fractured signals and metal prayers Everything breaks, down to the wire With a hum and a flicker, with everything higher We can't outrun the rail — down, down to the wire Down to the wire, the fuse, the flame, the wheel Bound to the rail, to what we feel Smoke uncurls where hope once was Ends and beginnings — same thin fire We all come down, down to the wire Down… the rail… To the wire… No turning back… Down… to the wire…
