Night breeze, whisper through the wires,
carry the last spark of my city’s heart.
Neon sighs, chrome dreams in the wires,
your cool fingers wipe the heat apart.
I ride the grid, headphones full of static,
chasing the ghost of a 3 a.m. song.
Every streetlight bleeds electric blue,
and every shadow sings along.
Night breeze, keep me floating,
just a pixel in your midnight tide.
When the dawn begins uploading,
leave my secrets on the darker side.