Pilgrimage Lyrics

Suzanne Vega/Suzanne Vega & Anton Sanko
 
 This line is burning
 Turning to ash as it hits the air
 Every step is a day in the week
 It's a Sunday or Monday
 A march over months of the year
 
 This life is burning
 Turning to ash as it hits the air
 Every death is an end in the race
 It's a stopping and starting
 A march over millions of years
 
 Travel. Arrival
 Years of an inch and a step
 Toward a source
 I'm coming to you
 I'll be there in time
 
 This land is burning
 Turning to ash as it hits the air
 Every line is a place on a map
 It's a city or valley
 A mark on these miles of fields
 
 Travel. Arrival
 Years of an inch and a step
 Toward a source
 I'm coming to you
 I'll be there in time
 
 This line is burning
 Turning to ash as it hits the air
 Every step is a day in the week
 It's a Wednesday or Thursday
 A march over months of the year
 
 Travel. Arrival
 Years of an inch and a step
 Toward a source
 I'm coming to you
 I'll be there in time
 
 I'm coming to you
 I'll be there in time