Letras
The street hums like a memory
And every step
Feels borrowed
Rain slides down the glass
Blurring the city
Into watercolor
Your reflection appears
And fades before
I can speak
I keep walking
Pretending I know where I'm going
But it's just another loop through the same half-lit blocks
I see you in fragments
In windows and passing cars
The night folds over itself
And I can't tell
If I'm chasing you
Or just the shape of the past
Neon drips onto wet pavement
Turning the dark into something electric
A voice calls from somewhere above
But it's not yours
I pass the cafe where we once waited out a storm
The chairs are different now
But the air still tastes the same
Some cities keep their secrets
This one whispers them in the rain
And I listen
Even when I shouldn't
I see you in fragments
In windows and passing cars
The night folds over itself
And I can't tell
If I'm chasing you
Or just the shape of the past
The street hums like a memory
And every step
Feels borrowed