the sun fades behind the horizon
now the neon lord rules the sky
as his power manifests over the cold blocks
the city falls into violent slumber

the streets become tears
running down concrete faces

the city dreams of escape
dreams of rooms without an exit

as we fall into the urban subconscious
we struggle to find each other
to feel our heart's desires

the trash cans are empty by now
ready to lead a busy life

the neon god retreats inside
a fading sun now rules the sky
as his light covers the cold blocks
something in our heart is missing