Track Insight / Lyrics
Flickers of dust dans la lumière
Ghostly frames, vintage photography
Weary stone, a cobblestone square
Frozen in night, before dawn's glare
City lights hum, the engine purrs
A Russian camera, forgotten in our chairs
Film canister, bracing against the chill
Waiting for the dawn, the city's skill
Neon puddle, streets alive
Strobe the frame, urban light alive
Synthetics in stone, an affair reborn
Cold, bold, pulse, the city's reborn
Shutters snap, a second frozen time
Café tables, empty save the crime
Films full of life, of love and excess
Frozen forever, just like the rest
Neon puddle, streets alive
Strobe the frame, urban light alive
Synthetics in stone, an affair reborn
Cold, bold, pulse, the city's reborn
Jerky motion, between stills I roam
Seeking stories, etched in film at home
Urban tales, of sin, of love so dark
Frozen between, two broken starts
Neon puddle, streets alive
Strobe the frame, urban light alive
Synthetics in stone, an affair reborn
Cold, bold, pulse, the city's reborn
In the stills, time stands above
Frozen frames, a city's endless love
Neon dreams, and worn out streets
Forever held, like a romantic's sweet
Neon puddle, streets alive
Strobe the frame, urban light alive
Synthetics in stone, an affair reborn
Cold, bold, pulse, the city's reborn
Flickers of dust, la lumière
Ghostly frames, vintage photography
Weary stone, a cobblestone square
Frozen in night, before dawn's glare