Letras
Through the alleys and the crowded streets
He finds the paths where space and time meets
A clever glance, he plots his course
Grinning wide with no remorse
All the while the world bends and warps
In his mirror, reality distorts
This man, he thrives on the quickest line
He rides the streets and cuts the signs
Every turn, a little cheat in his eyes
Rubber burns, he's shifting time
It's the shortcut, shortcut driver
Gimme, gimme, gimme the roadway blues
He's dodging lanes, a clever ruse
His roadmap's lore, the tales confused
With every twist, with every swerve
He breaks the bounds, defies the curve
The city's maze, a chessboard lain
He sees three moves ahead, in the fast lane
Behind the wheel, his kingdom reigns
His engine roars, through weathered pains
Chronicle etched on his skin so deep
A cartograph soul, in dreams he weeps
For in this drive, the world's askew
Time's fabric split by the paths he drew
Tail lights flicker as the night descends
He's bending roads that never end
Through the city's heart, he slips unseen
A spectral rider in his machine
He's the shortcut, shortcut conjurer
Traffics in time, a navigator pure