Cafe Lounge, Вечерний Джаз, Smooth Jazz Sax Instrumentals, new york jazz lounge Acid Rain Holograms

Pink and blue reflecting in the street
The modern world moving to an ancient beat
Holograms flickering in the acid rain
We’re still committing the exact same pain

Neon signs glowing in the dark
Trying to ignite a dying spark
A futuristic city, a classic crime
We are prisoners trapped in the rhythm of time

Synthetic gin in a plastic glass
Watching the automated taxis pass
The syndicate runs the upper floors
While we’re surviving behind locked doors

Technology changes, but the shadows remain
The greed and the lust, the guilt and the stain

Neon signs glowing in the dark
Trying to ignite a dying spark
A futuristic city, a classic crime
We are prisoners trapped in the rhythm of time

Neon lights...
City of shadows...