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Skylines Learn My Name 2 by Kudzaishe

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Skylines Learn My Name 2

indie pop

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♪♪♪
Grey hisses on seven fat, neon paints the rain street glass.
Steam curls from a grate like a ghost that won’t let the city pass.
Taxi horns stitch the dark with a rhythm I can′t refuse.
A paper cup, a corner light, the smell of cinnamon and news.
Every station travels with a whisper, every turn a small confession.
Subway wheels like heartbeats, a live incoming lesson.
Build up from the gutters, let the night arrange my frame.
I breathe slow, I step in time to a skyline calling my name.
Tonight the skyline learns my name.
Neon baptizes the doubt and the flame.
I trade the fear that kept me tame for lights that call me out of shame.
Tonight the skyline learns my name.
♪♪♪
Grey bakeries glow as promise, a window steams with hands at work.
A kid with paint stained shoes helms a tune that makes the taxis lurk.
Steam vents sing like saxophones beneath the bridge where lovers meet.
Reflections curve like half forgotten lines of who I used to be.
Every rooftop holds a rumor, every alley keeps a dare.
I hear the river talking to the moon and feel the city stare.
Stacked fire escapes, tenement prayers, a siren′s distant clam.
I keep walking, I keep breathing where the skyline knows my name.
Tonight the skyline learns my name.
Neon baptizes the doubt and the flame.
I trade the fear that kept me tame for lights that call me out of shame.
Tonight the skyline learns my name.
There′s a choice at dawn, get on a train back to the quiet I once knew.
Or stay and let the subway scrape the truth until it shines right through.
I hold a coin, I hear the skyline speak, stay or save yourself anew.
So I stop for once and feel the city hand me something true.
Tonight the skyline knows my name.
Not just the streets, but who I am.
Neon stitches up the edges turn my footsteps into plans.
I give my small town scars to the grass and found a map beneath my palms.
Tonight the skyline learns my name.
Tonight the skyline learns my name.
Neon baptizes the doubt and the flame.