The night curve
Button up tight
Leaning the turn
City pass by
The city and her stories
The night curve is near
Friends share drinks and tell tales
Warm window shows
Stories inside
I pass by
Fast motion
On the night curve
Somewhere in this city
Is that moment
I pass by the same street over and over
I pass over that same ground
Now a history there
History of nights past
Of neon
Of those, out there, somewhere between the sun and the stars
Just as those somewhere in the dark night, between the lights of the city
I ride the night curve
Thoughts pass by like buildings
Like stories
Of those before and those to come