3:14 on the dashboard glow Rain runs silver down the road Coffee gone cold in the cup holder ring Radio static don’t say a thing Passed a nurse by the A&E lights Cigarette burning in the dead of night Face looked heavy, eyes half closed Still carrying weight nobody knows Street sweeper dragging the city awake Two drunk boys outside the takeaway Old man sleeping by the shuttered store Same cold concrete as the night before And me… Just tyres humming under streetlight haze Watching strangers drift through different pain Half this city wouldn’t know my name But I know their shadows all the same I drive these ghost streets alone Everybody breaking on their own Windows glowing like lives on pause People disappear behind closed doors Night-shift heart, diesel soul Carrying silence from road to road Nobody sees us in the morning light Invisible people keeping on tonight Woman in heels with mascara tears Phone in her hand saying, “Don’t leave me here” Young kid cycling Uber Eats Frozen fingers in the London sleet Security guard in an empty mall Watching escalators rise and fall Probably thought he’d be someone else Now he talks to cameras to help himself Saw a cleaner dancing mop-in-hand Like for one song she could still withstand That tiny smile hit harder than pain Some survive by learning to bend, not break And I got ghosts riding shotgun too Dad’s short temper and the rent past due Engine humming like a lullaby While another whole year just passes by I drive these ghost streets alone Everybody hurting on their own Windows glowing like lives on pause People disappear behind closed doors Night-shift heart, diesel soul Trying not to lose myself whole Nobody sees us in the morning light Invisible people keeping on tonight When sunrise cuts the dark in two Daytime people got no clue How many tired souls kept things turning While the whole damn city stopped observing We drive these ghost streets alone Broken people getting others home No applause, no headline lights Just invisible lives surviving nights Night-shift heart, diesel soul Trying not to lose myself whole And maybe peace looks something like this… Empty roads Rain on glass No one asking where you’ve been At last
