Midnight Serenade

The street lights hum a ghostly tune, that glow like whispers to the

moon. My shadow stretched but still alone, a king without a throne.

And I'm chasing something I can't see. A spark, a flame,

a memory. Oh, midnight serenade, sing me alive through the cracks

where dreams survive. Oh, midnight serenade, don't let me fade,

I'm dancing with the dark you made. The pavement cracks beneath my stride,

each step a secret I can't hide. The stars above, they watch,

they grin as if they know where I've been. And I'm running