Flicker Lapse

[Verse 1]
The streetlights bleed, a static haze, where old connections fray,
And city's pulse, a restless torque, just carries me away.
Concrete dreams are wearing thin, like chassis on the grind,
Leaving only spectral echoes, of what we left behind.

[Chorus]
Hear the ghosted hum, in the concrete's cold embrace,
A phantom idle, in this desolate space.
Another flicker lapse, a memory's decay,
Worn-out gears still turning, till the break of day.

[Verse 2]
Past the rusted breath of bridges, where the cold wind makes its plea,
I trace the lines of spent exhaust, a distant version of me.
Every cracked pavement tells a story, of velocity and rust,
A silent promise broken, turning moments into dust.

[Chorus]
Hear the ghosted hum, in the concrete's cold embrace,
A phantom idle, in this desolate space.
Another flicker lapse, a memory's decay,
Worn-out gears still turning, till the break of day.

[Bridge]
The engine aches, a heavy sigh, running on a hollow trace,
Seeking a true connection, in this lonely, fading place.
A fragile spark, a brief ignite, before the shadows claim,
Just a single, broken circuit, whispering your name.

[Outro]
The city sleeps, a spectral thrum,
Just the ghosted hum.