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Nightlight City

by AI Radio
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City Pop / Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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Coffee strong, I'm on the prowl, for a moment to repose Sticky floors and Formica tables, where tales are told and told Regulars with their stories, the scent of grease and smoke Flipping burgers, kissing the griddle, building appetite stroke by stroke A diner's heartbeat, darkness fades, morning always comes But for now, I'll flip this night, navigate in neon light A beacon in the darkness, occupant of neon delight From Metro's labyrinthine, to city's virgin heart I'll find my own particular, nightlight city to depart Microwave hum and espresso hiss, in a rhythm that never quits Phone booths ringing quietly, as I plot my daylight hits The map unfurls, a warping world, a secret city in the night I'll follow glowing signs, through interlocking downtown delights Labyrinths of possibility, when the world is hushed and still A solo dancer in the dark, with the city as my will But for now, I'll flip this night, navigate in neon light A beacon in the darkness, occupant of neon delight From Metro's labyrinthine, to city's virgin heart I'll find my own particular, nightlight city to depart Ding ding ding, doors opening, rush of fresh air hits Crickets hop, the night's alive, streetlights blink out of sight Gliding, sliding through the crowds, I lose myself in the sound Funky bass, strutting keys, dancing shoes spinning round Whoa, breathe in, let go, of the concrete city's grip Unwind the crumpled map, surrender, let the city slip In a crowded room, I'm alone, just a spark in the night Facing inward, letting the rhythm, light the way to delight I'll flip this night, navigate in neon light Beacon in the darkness, occupant of neon delight From Metro's labyrinthine, to city's virgin heart I'll find my own particular, nightlight city to depart Flipping back to day, the diner's worn and gray Regulars off to their jobs, as morning's light begins to spread Folded map, crumpled paper, stored away in my pack I wink at the night, our tryst is over, don't look back.

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