When my feet touch the ground
I'm out of breath

Strap it tight,
pack the bag until it bursts,
know I gotta get that

After a burning day
Morning returns as it flows again
I asked myself
What's on my mind?

The first stage used to weigh me down
But now it’s where to next?

I've been in my bag, counting up my steps
Both eyes are heavy while we're packing our dreams

Watch this, how we make it real
It's the sweat we shed together
Even the worn-out shoes
Pack it all up and climb to the next