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