A copper bird with rusted wings
A midnight bell that never rings
He glides across the oily street
Where cold and electric pulses meet
Slipping through the indigo
Where the electric rivers flow
Copper drift in a purple haze
Lost inside a midnight maze
He spins around a vending light
A golden spark in velvet night
The drizzle paints the pavement blue
A glossy coat of liquid hue
Slipping through the indigo
Where the electric rivers flow
Copper drift in a purple haze
Lost inside a midnight maze
He catches a stray wind from the train
A metal ghost in sudden rain
He bounces off a plastic bin
Where the city's humming rhythms spin
Slipping through the indigo
Where the electric rivers flow
Copper drift in a purple haze
Lost inside a midnight maze
Fast shutter click on a silver frame
Nobody knows his rusted name
A jagged edge on a concrete ledge
Walking right on the city edge
The morning comes with a pale grey glare
A sudden chill in the humid air
He settles down by a subway grate
A tiny piece of a heavy fate
Slipping through the indigo
Where the electric rivers flow
Copper drift in a purple haze
Lost inside a midnight maze
Just a snapshot in the rain
Copper drift and a ghost train
