歌詞

Power went soft on the avenue edge

Window light slipped from the office ledge

Tail lamps hanging like a red string line

Rain on the roof with a low rewind

Mirror faces, half awake

One quiet turn and the whole block shakes

Coffee in a cup gone cold by the seat

Black glass skyline and a muted beat

Stay low, keep the pulse slow

Chase the red where the blackout glows

One step sharp, one breath in

Cut through the dark where the side lanes bend

When the grid cuts out and the signals fade

We ride through the hush till the corners blaze

No bright escape, no easy spark

Just a steady nerve in the edge of dark

Brake lights bloom in a velvet row

Blink by blink in the afterglow

Cut through the rain, let the silence slice

Hard left clean on the polished night

Tap, slide, lean, then vanish fast

Hold that pace and make it last

Static crack in the window glass

One more shift and the shadows pass

Late night lobby with the mirrors off

Cold neon buzz and a muted cough

Garage door down and the air feels thin

Every small sound pulls the dark back in

Silver watch, black shirt, no wasted shine

Quiet luxury in a borrowed line

Escalator steps to an empty floor

Soft red numbers by the service door

Stay low, keep the pulse slow

Chase the red where the blackout glows

One step sharp, one breath in

Cut through the dark where the side lanes bend

When the grid cuts out and the signals fade

We ride through the hush till the corners blaze

No bright escape, no easy spark

Just a steady nerve in the edge of dark

Brake lights bloom in a velvet row

Blink by blink in the afterglow

Cut through the rain, let the silence slice

Hard left clean on the polished night

Tap, slide, lean, then vanish fast

Hold that pace and make it last

Static crack in the window glass

One more shift and the shadows pass

No sunrise here, no soft repair

Just a low lit spark in the heavy air

One red blink in a window pane

One slow turn through the smoke and rain

Keep your calm when the meters fade

Let the dark slide under the shade

Nothing left but the road and sound

One more breath and the night turns round

Corner sign dim on the empty block

Wires still humming like a hidden clock

Rain keeps falling on the shut down street

And the whole night rests on a quieter beat

No clear dawn, no clean release

Just a thin blue trace in the fading freeze

Still there, close, when the lights run black

A low lit path and no looking back