First Light, First Ever

(ooh, ooh) Five a.m. and the sky says go (ooh, ooh)

Laces tight while the street's still sleeping, thirteen miles before the day begins. You come home glowing, kettle steaming, like the morning owed you and you cashed it in.

Nobody told you where the map went, so you drew it as you ran.

Anjali, first of us to wear that gown, first name on a family page held down. Once you choose it, it is already done, Anjali, you were always going to run.

Late-night pages, a desk lamp burning, you carried more than books to that hall. Mum's hands shaking, camera turning, your sister crying at the back of it all.

Nobody handed you the shortcut, so you made the long way sing.

Anjali, first of us to wear that gown, first name on a family page held down. Once you choose it, it is already done, Anjali, you were always going to run.

Go on, take the horizon, I'm cheering from the kerb. (ooh, ooh) unstoppable, that's just the word.