Pure rumbler of a, tune one to play when giving someone a, working over so, to speak 😍

listening to this on the phantom 2 is nuts

Храна за ушите - Part 1

Chinese Man - Scatter (There They Go)

The city flickers through half-closed eyes,
dreams trapped in the hum of neon signs.
People move like shadows underwater,
half alive, half in between.
Every step repeats a pattern,
every light pretends to mean.

I walk through streets that never rest,
every window hides a sleepless test.

Cities don’t dream anymore,
they forgot what silence was for.
All that’s left is the shimmer and the noise,
and your ghost behind the doors.

Subway whispers turn into prayers,
screens glow brighter than the stars out there.
I try to find your voice in the static,
but even memories sound automatic.
Time dissolves into reflection,
like a film that never ends.

I still walk through lights that never fade,
every truth feels man-made.

Cities don’t dream anymore,
they forgot what silence was for.
All that’s left is the shimmer and the noise,
and your ghost behind the doors.

Somewhere a window stays open wide,
letting in a fragment of night.
I see your name written in condensation,
a small rebellion against automation.
If cities can’t dream, maybe we can —
in the glow of what remains.

Maybe we were just reflections,
on a window facing time.
Maybe dreams need darkness
to survive the morning line.

Cities don’t dream anymore,
but I still dream of you.
Under the flicker, under the roar —
a small heart beats, still true.

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