Spin it back.
Let it drop.
Spin it back.
Late nights glow under city haze.
Concrete whispers where the lost soul plays.
Street lights blink like they're in on the game.
Stop that groove.
Just an urban night.
Windows
down in a car that's seen years.
Chasing a melody that drowns out fears.
Graffiti prayers
on a subway wall.
Every line's a climb.
Every crack's a fall.
