Whispers of a faded past, Streets of the City, shadows cast. Neon lights in colors bold,
Stories untold, secret's old Silhouettes in darkened doorways
City psycho, keepers of the night, Tending to shadows, hidden from the light.
City's heart, beating wild and fast, In the grasp of memories, haunting its past. ITS PAST
Whispers of a faded past, Streets of the City, shadows cast. Neon lights in colors bold,
Stories untold, secret's old Silhouettes in darkened doorways
City psycho, keepers of the night, Tending to shadows, hidden from the light.
City's heart, beating wild and fast, In the grasp of memories, haunting its past. ITS PAST
Steel structures, cold to touch, Echoes of voices, missed so much.
Graffitied tales on the city walls, Of heroes who stood tall, and those who did fall.
City psycho, keepers of the night, Tending to shadows, hidden from the light. City's pulse, erratic in its dance, Lost in trance, taking a chance.
Keepers move in mysterious ways, Healing wounds, of forgotten days.
City's maze, alive with sound, Psycho rhythms, underground.
Lost souls, in the urban maze.
City psycho, keepers of the night, Tending to shadows, hidden from the light. City's pulse, erratic in its dance, Lost in trance, taking a chance.