Track Insight / Lyrics
Flickering glass, a city's hum
Neon pulse, a tale begun
From the bookstore cat's perch I glide
Under greenhouse skylights, cracked wide
Raindrops falling, glass reflections dance
A little kingdom hidden from prance
Dusty motes, streetlights alive
In the distance, the city thrives
A symphony to keep me warm
Feverish rhythm, my heart conforms
Brassy horns, a funk refrain
Slap bass knocking out the pain
Saturday nights, the wild desire
To hit the streets, lose and acquire
Dusty motes, streetlights alive
In the distance, the city thrives
A symphony to keep me warm
Feverish rhythm, my heart conforms
Foggy windows, jazz on the radio
A perfect blend for my solitude
Funky beats, a siren's call
Leaving books for the urban thrall
Dusty motes, streetlights alive
In the distance, the city thrives
A symphony to keep me warm
Feverish rhythm, my heart conforms
When the lights go low and the night grows old
I hum my tune, young and bold
In this glass sanctuary I soar
Dancing to the city's score
Dusty motes, streetlights alive
In the distance, the city thrives
A symphony to keep me warm
Feverish rhythm, my heart conforms
Flickering glass, a city's hum
Neon pulse, the tale of some
In this secret space, I'll stay
Attuned to the urban sway.
