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Concrete canyons catch the last light. Reflections dance on glass, out of sight. No rush, no hurry, just the pace I choose. The silent rhythm, the city's blues. Streetlights blink a code I almost know. Signs and signals, soft and low. The air is thick with stories left untold. In the quiet hum, A truth unfolds. Shades of blue In the evening's hue. Not a sadness, just a view, Something true. I feel it in my bones, a steady pull. Shades of blue Holding me whole. Holding me whole. Neon signs flicker, paint the ground. Colors bleed where the edges are found. A stranger's glance, a shared moment's trace. In this maze of lights, a quiet grace. Streetlights blink a code I almost know. Signs and signals, soft and low. The air is thick with stories left untold. In the quiet hum, A truth unfolds. Shades of blue In the evening's hue. Not a sadness, just a view, Something true. I feel it in my bones, a steady pull. Shades of blue Holding me whole. Is this real or just a frame? A snapshot caught a name. But the beat remains a constant thread. Guiding me ahead, where I'm led, Led, led. Shades Of blue Holding me whole. Fading but not gone, gone, Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, Gone.