Lyrics
It's just after midnight
The city pulses A slow-motion river of faces, none of them really there
Glass windows flicker reflections like broken memories,
but none of those memories are mine
I glide through the streets in a black Nissan Skyline,
Neon drips on the windshield like melted dreams
Every face I pass
Is watching something else
Every soul is tethered to a signal,
but I I glide between them
I am the echo in their signal
The presence behind their veil
No footsteps, no shadow
Only flickering screen light Only pulse
Tonight, I exist in the space between the rain drops,
and in the slow breath, drone of the engine
I drive because I'm not supposed to stop
Not here
Not in a city where love is broadcast,
but never tuned in