(In the) silence of the night, he steps on the scene,
With a rhythm in his heart, and a vision so keen.
Late to the game, but his eyes on the prize,
Every beat of the track reflects in his eyes.
Rising through the shadows, a winner in the night,
Dancing through the hurdles, he's a beacon of light.
From the back to the front, he claims his space,
In the deep house rhythm, he's found his pace.
He's found his pace. (x2)
(In the) silence of the night, he steps on the scene,
With a rhythm in his heart, and a vision so keen.
Late to the game, but his eyes on the prize,
Every beat of the track reflects in his eyes.
Rising through the shadows, a winner in the night,
Dancing through the hurdles, he's a beacon of light.
From the back to the front, he claims his space,
In the deep house rhythm, he's found his pace.
He's found his pace. (x2)