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Lyrics
The city sleeps, but I arise
Beneath the calm of velvet skies
While others dream, I start to breathe
The world in silence lets me weave
I chase the code, I chase the spark
Each glowing screen lights up the dark
Their day begins, but mine just flies
Through neon thoughts and starry highs
The sun comes up—I fade away
A shadowed pulse, I can’t obey
They sip their light, I close the blinds
My fuel is dusk, not morning signs
Night is my cofeine, night is my call
It lifts me up, it breaks the wall
While they lie down, I start to climb
In sleepless hours, I find my time
The world is loud, the sun too bright
But in the dark, my soul takes flight
They rise with rules, I rise with fire
Their clocks tick slow, mine race with wire
No traffic noise, no empty talk
Just moonlit thoughts and midnight walks
A silent dance, a mind set free
While day defines, the night is me
Night is my cofeine, night is my call
I break the silence, I feel it all
Let daylight hide me from their pace
The night reveals my truest face
The idea#
While the city sleeps, another metabolism begins. Screens become constellations; code and spark replace morning rituals. Day people sip light; the speaker closes blinds. Night is caffeine, calling, the only face that feels true.
There is pride here, and a little loneliness dressed as freedom—no traffic talk, moonlit thoughts, clocks that race on different wire. Vocal trance’s nocturnal euphoria fits the inverted schedule almost literally: soul taking flight when the world is loud with rules. Whether this is healthy vocation or beautiful insomnia, the lyric chooses the dark without apology.
