Even as we sleep
through the dead of night,
the city is so alive.
through the dead of night,
the city is so alive.
Lights ablaze,
river rushing,
graveyard shifts in full swing.
Babies crying,
mamas pacing,
taxis speed through yellow lights.
Stray cats wander,
car keys jingle,
billboards block the stars.
Dreams forming,
spirits dancing
as we sleep right through it all.
