I walk through the city when the night feels hollow,
Echoes of silence are easy to follow.
Your name burns soft on the back of my mind,
A trace of a ghost that I can’t seem to find.
Some days I stand, some days I fall,
I try to rise but I hear your call.
Shadows in the static, pulling me near,
The closer I get, the less you appear.
Rhythm in the chaos, beating so true,
Every broken melody reminds me of you.
Rain on the pavement sings in disguise,
A storm of secrets hides in your eyes.
I hold on to whispers, they cut like glass,
Future collides with the weight of the past.
Not every line is meant to rhyme,
But every step feels out of time.
If I could bend the night in two,
I’d keep the dark and hand you the blue.