Chasing Money (Kairos) (Version 2)

Intro

Skyscraper windows painted gold on the clock tower wall.

Your shadow stretches long before you fall.

Verse 1 – male vocal

Concrete floor still warm from a million feet tonight.

I'm counting down the minutes till I'm outta here, outta time.

City lights blink like a heartbeat I've never owned.

Every step gets me closer to a door that's not my own.

Pockets full of promises nobody keeps.

Fences higher than our names can climb — no sleep.

Pre-Chorus – male vocal

So tell me how far before it falls apart?

Tell me where the line is, city, in your heart.

Every floor we climb just means we're one rung down — that's the truth.

But something about this concrete says don't stop, don't stop, move, move, move!

Chorus

I'm chasing money like a ghost through glass and steel.

Every window I hit is just another place to fall and heal.

Hands up high but my grip keeps slipping slow — still I climb because that's how I know the view's real!

Money, money, it don't touch the sky.

It's just one more wall before we get to fly — so watch me go!

Verse 2 – male vocal

Doorman nods like he knows my name already.

Stairwell echo says everyone's running somewhere else today.

My feet don't hurt but my heart keeps losing count.

Every floor is someone's ceiling, and I'm still climbing, still climbing down.

Your eyes from the elevator — one second and gone.

I keep my chin up like that's gonna hold me strong.

Pre-Chorus – male vocal

So tell me how far before it falls apart?

Tell me where the line is, city, in your heart.

Every floor we climb just means we're one rung down — that's the truth.

But something about this concrete says don't stop, don't stop, move, move, move!

Chorus

I'm chasing money like a ghost through glass and steel.

Every window I hit is just another place to fall and heal.

Hands up high but my grip keeps slipping slow — still I climb because that's how I know the view's real!

Money, money, it don't touch the sky.

It's just one more wall before we get to fly — so watch me go!

Bridge

Maybe I'm not chasing it all for the gold.

Maybe this is just a mountain that never folds.

I'd fall again tomorrow, same floor, same door.

Nothing left inside me but the next one's roar.

This city don't give out hugs, but it gives a view — so I take it.

Chorus

I'm chasing money like a ghost through glass and steel.

Every window I hit is just another place to fall and heal.

Hands up high but my grip keeps slipping slow — still I climb because that's how I know the view's real!

Money, money, it don't touch the sky.

It's just one more wall before we get to fly — so watch me go!