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Neon rain on a broken street

Cold reflections staring back at me

Rooftop echoes, heartbeat metal slow

Chasing shadows I’m not meant to know

Plastic dreams in a wireframe night

Eyes like fire but they don’t burn right

Memory wires humming in my head

Trying to feel what I’ve never been fed

And the city keeps breathing

But it’s running out of air

Everyone looks human

Till you see the truth stare

I’m a ghost in the lights, in the static and chrome

Running through the rain trying to find a way home

Every tear in the sky falls as slow as the dawn

But the moment you feel it—

…it’s already gone

Paper cranes on the windowsill

Soft reminder that the world stands still

But I keep moving through this neon hell

Chasing souls I can’t ever tell

What’s real skin and what’s circuitry

What’s a memory that belongs to me

Whose heartbeat echoes in the dark

Whose fire dies before the spark

And the city keeps breathing

Through the wires in my veins

If I’m meant to be human

Why do I feel the chains?

I’m a ghost in the lights, in the static and chrome

Running through the rain trying to find a way home

Every tear in the sky falls as slow as the dawn

But the moment you feel it—

…it’s already gone

If my life’s just borrowed time

Let me burn, let me cross that line

Hold me close as the day breaks thin

Tell me what it means to live again

I’m a ghost in the lights, but I’m learning to feel

Reaching through the rain for something real

Every tear in the sky keeps dragging me on

Because a soul isn’t measured

By how long it’s here—

just how strong