Neuronchaser. Look Again...

Neon seedlings push through cracked concrete,
Morning rushes, a double-espresso beat,
Sidewalk puddles catch the sunrise’s grin,
I see my face in the wet phone, the first reflection within,

All the glass that lines our streets,
Shows the strangers we forget to meet,
Every window’s just another mirror, 
Echoing the heartbeats of the city-wide river,

Sun-baked rooftops melt into chrome horizons, 
Taxi lights flicker like fireflies in bright-lit prisons, 
I chase a slogan promise — “Live faster... stay bright”,
Only to find my silhouette in the rearview reflection at night,

All the windows paint the night in silver streams, 
Every pane becomes a second-hand sunrise,
Sending city-beats back through the glass-filled sky,
Reflect the faces that we left behind in dreams.

Golden cabs crawl through amber rain-soaked lanes, 
Subway tunnels hum like old train-car refrains,
Coffee rings spill on the floor, a tiny scar, 
Each drip a fleeting reflection of the seasons we barter,

All the glass that lines our streets,
Shows the strangers we have left behind,
Their faces in a muted glow, 
Every pane reflects the city’s beats,
Sending back the rhythm of the midnight
Subway’s flow,

Snow-kissed towers stand silent, steel-cold and bright,
Street-lamps glint like frozen thoughts in the night,
I press my palm to a shop-window, breath fogs the pane, 
My wintery exhale becomes another reflection’s stain,

Four seasons...
for faces in the glass…
four streets...
four faces in the glass…
for face in the glass… 

In the city’s endless hallway, 
We’re portraits in revolving doors, 
Every step we take bounces off steel,
Every mistake paints shadows on the floors,

The skyline’s outline-jagged, a silhouette’s glow, 
From the rooftop I watch the neon pulse beat slow, 
All the seasons I’ve walked through, all the glass I’ve known, 
Merge into one clear reflection, the only truth I own,

All the glass that lines our streets,
Shows the strangers we forget to meet, 
Every window’s just a mirror,
Echoing the heartbeats of the city-wide river,

Look again...
The city...
a mirror
and you are the light
that never stops reflecting...