The city breathes but not alive
Its heart still beats to just survive
Through wires dressed in silver skin
The ghosts of love still wandering
Your voice a spark through empty glass
A dream too bright to ever last
We move but never truly trust Beneath the hollow poles
Can you feel it?
The quiet
hum Where all the lights forget to come
Beneath the hollow poles
Where shadows start to bloom
We trade our hearts for dust
And call it something true
Through static faith and rust
Our echoes break in two
Beneath the hollow poles
I still remember you
The
neon rains are running slow A thousand dreams in undertow
Your touch was light but left a scar A signal reaching from afar
We built our warmth in broken code A silent,
spoken binary mode
And every breath still feels like us
Beneath the hollow poles Can you hear it?
The world unwind A lullaby for the offline
Beneath the hollow poles Where shadows start to bloom
We trade our hearts for dust
And call it something true
Through static faith and rust Our echoes break in two
Beneath the hollow poles I still remember you
Let the darkness take the
blame If the noise begins to fade
Our promise still remains The hum,
the ache,
the afterglow
The parts of us we'll never show Beneath the hollow poles
The
world begins to dream
Our hearts were made of dust
But still they find a theme Through silence,
time,
and trust
Through circuits gone to rust Beneath the hollow poles
I still exist in me