Track Insight / Lyrics
He welds by flickering glow,
A tar-smeared angel in blue denim flow,
Neon slices, fractured and cold,
Reflected double, red and gold.
Raindrops rivulets on pavement wind,
Guitars hum their nightwidow's grind,
He swings the torch, sparks spin and fly,
Neon puddles, swollen, urgent eye.
In this slicked alley neon night,
Frayed denim flows with electric light,
Rain and sparks in frenzied embrace,
In cyberpunk's bruised, relentless race.
Welder's rhythm pounding fast,
Tiny genuine heroes, bent and aghast,
Annealed steel and neon's dance,
Fractured rainbow's electric trance.
Neon puddles swell, streets alive,
Crushing bass, night electricity,
Singing sparks, the welder's cry,
Rain pounds down, the city's sigh.
Ghosts and dreams in neon dress,
He hacks and shapes an electric mess,
Coiled far beyond the street's reach,
Neon lines to connecting speech.
In this slicked alley neon night,
Frayed denim flows with electric light,
Rain and sparks in frenzied embrace,
In cyberpunk's bruised, relentless race.
Rain dissolves the glass and steel,
The world's reflections, all conceal,
Behind the curtain of the downpour's rage,
A moment's truce before the neon stage.
Thunder clap, neon flash,
Neon rain, the welder's dash,
In the alleys, whirling, spinning,
Electric dreams, hearts newly grinding.
Neon wires sing a lullaby,
As the rain subsides into sigh,
The welder's pace slows, tool laid down,
In neon night, a future's crown.
