Crossroads of Comets

[Verse - spoken word - low male vocal]
Crossroads where shadows collide, neon lights in the night,
Comets trace the dark with their silent flight.
Concrete veins pulse like a midnight heartbeat,
Every corner’s a portal, every step’s a fate.
Streetlights hum a low, electric tune,
Dancing with the ghosts that we’re chasing down.
Rhythm in the pavement, beats in the air,
Lost in the rhythm, we find our way.

[Chorus - low male vocal]
Crossroads of comets, where the stars don’t fall,
Dancing on the edge of the endless wall.
Echoes of the past in the dust of the ground,
We ride the storm, we ride the sound.