@migu music@

It＇s like that black star track, i＇m feeling their beat

Some cities have a tendency to breath in their sleep

Heeding their weak warning, i lift my hands high

Feel a tiny drop of water turn into a landslide

I can＇t spy, or see you in the dark

In my night vision every light can be like a spark

Heavy like the park at four in the morning

We＇re cooking up some noodles ＇til the day begins dawning

And feel it warming in my sore muscle torment

Like all men i stand tall when called into armour

Eight months of bone breaking fall-winter drama

Hold strong, nose warm, go storm through the harbour

I AM the only voice of the city

My vicinity is pinning me against a brick wall

Silly me, i really thought i could have had it all

Roll a paper, cries vaporise, hence the quick fall

It＇s on, the sound of your voice in them brown eyes borders on

A light dream, i strike three matches by the window

Fall back on the white sheet and feel the wind blow warm

Getting stronger as you climb in your space suit

A five minute race through time, and it takes you where?

The lonely streets in the soft august air

I＇ve seen the hardest stare from a street artist＇s lair

When the time to depart is near, the station is empty

The tracks are warm and i keep pacing them gently

On my blue train of thought to the valley of deep breath

Only a week left, and i tried to keep it secret

But the city got a grip on me, i＇m no longer alone

Feeling weak in my body and strong in my soul

Long as i hold this thought, i can never fall over

All this time and no time to get older