Track Insight / Lyrics
Rain slicked streets, a neon glow,
Another fare, where does time go?
Yellow cabs in a blurry race,
Lost in the city's restless pace.
Got a lady headin' up to the Heights,
Talkin' 'bout lost loves and lonely nights.
Says the city eats your dreams alive,
But still she searches, still she strives.
Seen a million faces come and gone,
Through the windshield, movin' on and on.
Each one carryin' a story untold,
Silver dollars, hearts of gold.
Broadway Static, hummin' low,
Headlights bleedin' in the afterglow.
Rain on the rooftop, a steady beat,
Concrete jungle, bittersweet.
Picked up a musician, guitar in hand,
Said he's chasin' a ghost across the land.
Lookin' for a sound, a perfect rhyme,
Lost in the rhythm of space and time.
This old machine knows every crack,
Every pothole, ain't no turnin' back.
Seen empires rise and crumble down,
Just another ride around the town.
Broadway Static, hummin' low,
Headlights bleedin' in the afterglow.
Rain on the rooftop, a steady beat,
Concrete jungle, bittersweet.
They say this city never sleeps,
Just rearranges the sorrows it keeps.
Each flashing sign, a memory bright,
Lost in the darkness of the night.
Empty streets when the dawn arrives,
Washin' away what the night survives.
Another shift, another mile,
Wearin' a tired, weathered smile.
Broadway Static, hummin' low,
Headlights bleedin' in the afterglow.
Rain on the rooftop, a steady beat,
Concrete jungle, bittersweet.
Broadway Static, risin' high,
Reflectin' dreams against the sky.
Rain on the rooftop, a powerful beat,
Concrete jungle, endlessly sweet.
Flicker of a marquee, fading away,
Just another night, another day.
The engine sighs, a weary sound,
Lost and found, around and around.
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