Through the glass, the city wakes, bathed in amber light,
A million lives, a million dreams, unfolding in my sight.
Each face a fleeting story, emotions running deep,
The city hums its endless tune, a song I'll always keep.
Every night, a different reel, a movie in my veins,
Colors bursting, sounds colliding, joy that numbs the pain.
The streets a canvas, painted bold, with laughter, tears, and fire,
This city held my heart aloft, a tether to desire.
The city roars, a symphony, its heartbeat in my chest,
A kaleidoscope of fleeting dreams, the nights I loved the best.
Fate swept me like the wind, through streets that never sleep,
But even stars will dim and fall, their brilliance out of reach.
In these crowded alleys the stories intertwined,
Lovers lost and found again, the reckless and the kind.
Every corner whispered tales, adventures calling out,
I chased them all, through shadowed lanes, and learned what life's about.
Every night, a different reel, a movie in my veins,
Colors bursting, sounds colliding, joy that numbs the pain.
The streets a canvas, painted bold, with laughter, tears, and fire,
This city held my heart aloft, a tether to desire.
The city roars, a symphony, its heartbeat in my chest,
A kaleidoscope of fleeting dreams, the nights I loved the best.
Fate swept me like the wind, through streets that never sleep,
But even stars will dim and fall, their brilliance out of reach.
But as the dawn breaks, soft and slow, the colors start to fade,
The echoes of the nights I knew are ghosts that time has made
.Impermanence, the cruel truth, no moment ever stays,
The city that once felt so near now drifts a world away.
The city roars, a symphony, its heartbeat in my chest,
A kaleidoscope of fleeting dreams, the nights I loved the best.
Fate swept me like the wind, through streets that never sleep,
But even stars will dim and fall, their brilliance out of reach.
Now the sunrise feels colder, the glass a fragile shield,
The city shifts, the stories fade, the scars no longer healed.
I watch it all from my window, the memories bittersweet,
This dream was mine, but dreams dissolve, like footprints on the street.