Midnight City Sky (wersja 2)

Verse

Fading traffic hum on the rooftop seam

Tape hiss bleeding from a portable speaker dream

Shadows stretch long across the block's forgotten frame

Four in the morning, nobody needs to know my name

Pre-Chorus

Is this what they call freedom when the clock says stop?

Do we own this place for one last shot of gold?

Chorus

Rooftop static in the city sky tonight

Midnight city lights shining all our light

Every window's full of color and sound

Nothing left but dancing under these rooftops round

Verse

Painted fire escapes turned into a canvas wide

Someone's spilling wine, we don't need to hide the tide

Cinderblock walls that never heard a song before now

We're filling up the empty spaces with this moment's roar

Pre-Chorus

Is this what they call freedom when the clock says stop?

Do we own this place for one last shot of gold?

Chorus

Rooftop static in the city sky tonight

Midnight city lights shining all our light

Every window's full of color and sound

Nothing left but dancing under these rooftops round

Bridge

No more clocks, no more names

Just this four-hour trance we've claimed

Static turning silver bright

This is where the night becomes daylight

Chorus

Rooftop static in the city sky tonight

Midnight city lights shining all our light

Every window's full of color and sound

Nothing left but dancing under these rooftops round