Midnight undercurrents

(ahhhh) Street keeps breathing under tired glass

I move steady, never looking back

Cold air settling into my coat

Every step lands heavy,

every word stays close

I don't need fire to prove my name

I let the room bend slowly when I change No rush,

no noise, no wasted light

I carry quiet like a blade tonight

Feel it lock in

Low and true

Whole floor shifting

When I move

No sudden thunder Nothing to waste

Just that pressure

Holding shape

I don't break, I arrive Slow burn,

full weight, still alive In the dark,

I hold my line Deep current,

perfect time I don't shout,

I decide One look and the whole room slides

Steady hands, open sky Quiet force all through the night

Same road, different heat in my chest

More calm now, more sure in the step

Windows flicker, then they disappear I stay centered when the edges blur

here Let them chase that flash and flame I build pressure till

they know the shape

Every silence says enough for me I can turn stillness into gravity

Mm,

hold it there

Down low Don't let go

Mm, right there

I don't break, I arrive Slow burn,

full weight, still alive In the

dark, I hold

my line Deep current,

perfect time I don't shout,

I decide One look and the whole room slides Steady hands,

open sky Quiet force all through the night Still alive Still in

time Quiet force

All through the night