Beneath the flicker of the platform lights,
I walk alone through concrete tunnels
Shadows drift like strangers passing by,
no voice, no name, just quiet echoes

Every step feels borrowed from a life I almost knew
The city hums, and something pulls me deeper into the dark

Neon signs are bleeding into the night
I’m moving, but I’m barely holding on
Between the rails and the rising sound
I lose myself where no one sees me

A distant train cuts through the silence,
trembling through my skin
I see my reflection in the glass,
blurred by everything I haven’t said

Maybe I’m chasing something that was never meant to stay
Maybe the night is safer than the truth I carry home

Neon signs are bleeding into the night
I’m moving, but I’m barely holding on
Between the rails and the rising sound
I lose myself where no one sees me

The echo of a voice I almost knew
Fades beneath electric gloom
And in the quiet between two trains
I feel the weight of what I’ve become

Neon signs are bleeding into the night
Still moving, though the feeling slips away
Between the rails and the rising sound
I find a truth I never dared to face

The tunnel breathes me out into the cold
And everything is quiet once again