Lyric

The wind blows through the shuttered street

Another faded neon sign

A faded sign sways

A smile plastered on a closed glass door

With each echo of footsteps, it returns

A distant vending machine provides light

I take a deep sigh

I check my footing

In the midnight of transparent noise

Embracing the seasons that have passed me by

I reconnect my lonely rhythm

To tomorrow

In front of the flower shop, a pot still retains its color

A drop of water glistens at the base of the flower

The warmth from the canned coffee slowly seeps into my palm

Slowly, my shoulders relax and my eyelids open

In the midnight of transparent noise

In the gaps of the silent city

I find a small light and cherish it in my heart

The city sways with a faint sound

The dormant colors begin to return

The scent of morning creeps over the arcade

The wind caresses the shuttered street

An unknown morning is calling