Down these worn down streets
Where stories lose their spine
This city's heartbeat
A melody once divine
Past the tagged-up school
The playground and the swing
He wandered, a stranger, in his own disarray
In the glow of neon lights
A cityscape reborn
He sought familiar
But found it forlorn
Whispering secrets in midnight air
They echo with silence
A vacant stare
Old footsteps
A cadence out of tune
A song that changed beneath the crescent moon
This city wore stories
Like tattoos on its skin
A coffee shop on the corner
Where love used to reside
Now serves solitude
In a cup cast aside
Underneath the streetlight
Where promises were made
Now stands a specter
Memories to evade
Faces once told tales
In laughter and in tears
Now masks on, strangers, unspoken fears
Whispering secrets in midnight air
They echo with silence
A vacant stare
Old footsteps
A cadence out of tune
A song that changed beneath the crescent moon
This city wore stories
Like tattoos on its skin
The light flickered
Reflecting in his eyes
Temporal fluctuations
Under moonlit skies