Fog Over the City

[Verse - spoken word - low male vocal]
Fog wraps the skyline like a tight embrace,
Streetlights flicker through the smoggy trace,
Concrete veins pulse with a silent beat,
Ghostly echoes of the city's retreat.
Rats scuttle past the alley's cold breath,
Walls whisper secrets in the misty death,
Time folds in on itself, a broken clock,
Every shadow holds a story, a locked soul.

[Chorus - low male vocal]
Fog over the city, a shroud of gray,
Dancing with shadows in the dark's decay,
Voices fade like echoes in the night,
A low hum beneath the city's light.