indigo

Shadow. The night's in the skyline, Lays heavy and deep. Rhythm of the streets, where secrets never sleep. Under the indigo moon, where echoes croon. Calling the lover around, the city's tune. In the haze of the night, lost in its Loom. Under the indigo moon, we're in Tune. She sings melancholy songs, voice light with the Clouds. Stories of the city, and the fate in Which she's bound. Jazz drums echo, keys tumble like rain. Electric pulses in the alley's cold vein. Beats drop heavy, tracking the chase. In the rush hour chorus, we wake Up The place. Under the indigo moon, we're In tune.