Afterglow Streets

Was it only real inside those walls?

Where the blue filter catches when it falls

Leaving the heat for the freezing rain While the bass still vibrates

in my brain

Is there any trace of us out here?

(out here)

Or does the pavement wash it clean and clear?

(clean and clear) Tell me it wasn't just a fleeting sign

Under the flicker of a static line

Wet empty streets and a distant car We carried the movement way

too far

Your hand was warm but the air is cold

Is this a story that was already told?

Did we leave it all behind? (behind)