Lyric

Screens go dim the tickers sleep

City exhales the debts we keep

Sidewalks hum in softened chords

We trade our plans for simpler words

Arpeggios bloom into the heat

We let the after market breathe

Ride the after market reverie

City slow and shimmering

Sway with the small and ordinary

Hold the night and let it sing

Arpeggios spill through dim-lit streets

Low hums mix with heartbeat beats

The night flows soft across our hands

We hold the city in our plans

Storefronts blink in half closed smiles

We count the steps in careless miles

Your jacket smells like subway air

We walk as if we do not care

Glass answers back in softened tones

We keep the quiet in our bones

Ride the after market reverie

City slow and shimmering

Sway with the small and ordinary

Hold the night and let it sing

Hands tap softly, voices linger near

We float on chords that feel like home here

Vocal lines entwine and rise

Subtle tones beneath the skies

We drift along the mirrored glow

And let the after market flow

Arpeggio hums fade into night

Soft echoes guide us out of sight