Lyric

Cold rain hittin’ on a late-night block

Sidewalk hummin’ like a half-dead clock

Your name drifts in with the static talk—

I brush it off, but it clings to the aftershock

Hood up, movin’ through a ghosted zone

Streetlights blink like they’re cut to the bone

I keep pace with the thoughts I own

But some come back even when I’m grown

Breath slow, pockets with my hands inside

Night feels wide but I still confide

In the quiet beats where my truth can hide—

City moves on, but I stay in the tide

Back alley hum with a soft bass hit

Footsteps sync with the way I drift

Fade in shadows I never admit—

Every calm I find got a subtle shift

Blue haze locked on my ribcage tight

Old wounds glow in the neon light

I don’t chase ghosts but they move just right

Pullin’ me back to the edge of night

Silence cuts deeper than a spoken word

All the things I feel never get observed

I walk with weight—but I’m undisturbed

’Cause pain gets soft when it’s too rehearsed

Blue shift pullin’ on my chest again

Soft tide movin’ where the nights begin

I fall slow—never break, just bend

You fade out

But the echo never ends

Concrete cold like a second skin

Every truth I breathe got a quiet spin

Cut you off twice but you still get in—

Some shadows stay where the heart’s too thin

I keep calm when the streets get loud

Head down, movin’ through a restless crowd

Every lost piece feels oddly proud—

Scars hold shape

That the past allowed

Night talks low in a muted tone

I find peace where the hurt gets sewn

I’m not healed—but I stand alone

City on my back like a metronome

Blue shift pullin’ on my chest again

Soft tide movin’ where the nights begin

I fall slow—never break, just bend

You fade out

But the echo never ends