Track Insight / Lyrics
Steel spine, a silent grace,
Rolling onward, time and space.
City breathes, a vibrant hue,
Electric river, flowing through.
Chrome shell gleams beneath the light,
Another journey through the night.
Past the markets, bustling, free,
A restless spirit carries me.
I feel the pavement, smooth and worn,
A silent witness, newly born.
Each passing face, a fleeting glance,
Lost in rhythm, a dizzying dance.
The humid air, a fragrant kiss,
Electric pulse, pure urban bliss.
Neon currents, silver flow,
Watching Saigon softly glow.
Wheels are turning, swift and bright,
Lost within the velvet night.
Neon currents, onward bound,
Without a voice, without a sound.
A student rushes, late for class,
A vendor's flowers quickly pass.
Lovers whisper, soft and low,
As painted dragons softly grow.
I carry dreams, both big and small,
Reflecting stories, one and all.
Each passing face, a fleeting glance,
Lost in rhythm, a dizzying dance.
The humid air, a fragrant kiss,
Electric pulse, pure urban bliss.
Neon currents, silver flow,
Watching Saigon softly glow.
Wheels are turning, swift and bright,
Lost within the velvet night.
Neon currents, onward bound,
Without a voice, without a sound.
From ancient temples, old and gray,
To modern towers, come what may.
I trace the lines, a winding thread,
Connecting futures, to the dead.
A silent partner, sleek and bold,
A story waiting to unfold.
Neon currents, silver flow,
Watching Saigon softly glow.
Wheels are turning, swift and bright,
Lost within the velvet night.
Neon currents, onward bound,
Without a voice, without a sound.
The scent of pho, a rich perfume,
Chasing shadows, through the gloom.
Raindrops glisten, on my frame,
A fleeting moment, just the same.
I glide along, a silent stream,
Living out a waking dream.
I'm more than metal, wire, and tire,
A tiny vessel, fueled by fire.
A rolling echo, soft and deep,
Secrets that the city keeps.
I am the river, swift and free,
A silent part of history.
Neon currents, silver flow,
Watching Saigon softly glow.
Wheels are turning, swift and bright,
Lost within the velvet night.
Neon currents, onward bound,
Without a voice, without a sound.
Steel and silence, softly fade,
Into the shadows, gently laid.
A final pulse, a quiet hum,
The neon currents, overcome.
Flowing onward… flowing on…
Until the break of dawn.
