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Snowfall whispers
Soft on the ground
Footsteps echo
The only sound
Fingers numb
Pockets deep
This city dreams while the streets sleep

Under city lights
The winter hums
A song for the night
Where silence drums
Walking back home
With nowhere to be
The cold can't touch what's warm in me

Neon blurs
A fractured glow
The shadows stretch where the lamplights throw
Breath in clouds
Hanging low
Carrying secrets I'll never know

The air is thick
The world is still
The kind of quiet you can't distill

Under city lights
The winter hums
A song for the night
Where silence drums
Walking back home
With nowhere to be
The cold can't touch what's warm in me

The saxophone cries
A low lament
Each note a sigh
Each breath well-spent
The night leans in
The stars pretend
That time won't fold
That streets don't end