00:15Cold neon mirrors, the pavement's grit
00:19Searching for a spark that's yet to ignite
00:23Hiding in the layers of a vintage coat
00:27Finding the rhythm that the city wrote
00:31No more shadows, no more walls
00:37No more walls
00:39Just the velvet gravity when the evening calls
00:47The air begins to crackle and the heavy floor gives way
00:51The air is full of colors that the morning hides away
00:55The air is heavy promise of a rising tide
00:59The air is where the sea
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