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Gray lights fall across the city
I chase echoes no one hears
A fleeting glance breaks in the distance
Slipping through my hands like smoke
Empty streets whisper dead songs
Everything I touch turns cold
Your eyes reflect a distant world
A moment that will not return
Even graveyards at night
Feel more at home than the city by day
A pair of rats runs through the night
Perfection hides itself in shadows
Sometimes I wonder
If you think of me too
If you ask the world
To bring you in front of me
But those dreams
Fade away in the night
As darkness
Learns to breathe
The city breathes, cold and empty
Perfection dissolves into the mist
