Brooklyn Dub

Enter
The city sleeps
Or at least pretends to

Engine starts
Dark alleys
Going anywhere
Signs without a meaning
Flickering lights

Red, green and blue,
Rainbow cakes
Hot heroes

Day in, day out
Imprinted on their minds
Billions of rays
Paralyzed by electron beams
Spending lifetimes staring into
the cold fire
Dying on an overdose of time
And a lack of style
On the waterfront

Right Lane is the right lane
Heading over the bridge
Burning the bridges behind me

This is the night
The bricks are falling off the wall
This is the hour
The moments are floating after the
call
This is the night
Your hopes are crawling on the ground
This is the hour

When there is no reason to stay
Tunnel vision
Now on the middle lane
Going straight
Then left onto Lee
All the way down, down, down

Shadows along the way
Almost human

Building castles at 4 a.M.
Instead of burying what's been dead
For a long long time
Some kind of freedom fighters

Speed turns into slow motion
Six-o-seven-seven
Dervish khan
No complaints, so far

His business is not my business
What's your business?

Going straight
Then left onto Lee
All the day down, down, down
Left, straight, straight ahead
Left, Left, Left

This is the night
The bricks are falling off the wall
This is the hour
The moments are floating after the
call
This is the night
Your hopes are crawling on the ground
This is the hour
When there is no reason to stay