歌詞

Steam on the pavement, neon sighs

Rain has left the sky to dry

A thousand feet, a million lives

Passing through the same high rise

There’s no left, there’s no right

Just echoes caught in amber light

I’m in the middle, where the heartbeats slow

Not above, not below

Caught in the centre, between the noise and grace

I found my own quiet place

Old jazz spins in the underground

Where echoes make a softer sound

A city full of dreams to chase

But I’m just walking, no need to race

No rush, no signs

Only the hum of crossing lines

I’m in the middle, where the warm winds blow

Between the then and the tomorrow

I stay in the centre, where my world aligns

Under these power lines

Not quite lost, not quite known

Balancing on streets I roam

Even still, I feel at home

Right here — on my own

I’m in the middle, and it feels just right

In the silver heat of the city’s light

Found in the centre, not out of place

Just breathing in my own space