Through the Skyscraper Gaps

Upbeat J-Pop fusion track featuring a prominent slap bass line and syncopated brass stabs, The arrangement includes a bright acoustic piano playing rhythmic chords, a clean electric guitar with occasional wah-wah effects, and a tight drum kit with a crisp snare and active hi-hat patterns, Scat-style male vocals perform melodic runs alongside the instruments, The tempo is 128 BPM in the key of E Major, The structure features a call-and-response between the brass section and the vocal ad-libs, supported by a driving funk-influenced rhythm section, R&Bソウル, AOR, フュージョン寄りのシティポップ

V5.5

Lyrics by Ryusei Miyakodori   Composed by Yoichi Takizawa (1989)

Slamming brakes, blurring tail lights
Worn-out shoes, cracked asphalt
Hailing a cruising taxi with one hand
A crumpled map of the future in my pocket
Through the rearview mirror, a sleepy driver
Asks, Where to?
Without a real answer, I smiled and said,
To Manhattan.

A faded moon between the buildings
Grasping a palm-sized piece of courage
An unfamiliar face reflected in the window—
I suppose that’s who I am now.

New York, the taxi speeds along
Skirting street corners, cutting through the wind
Times Square, a dazzling night
Neon scars that won't fade even when I close my eyes
Manhattan, through the gaps of the skyscrapers
A tiny dream, almost spilling over
I'll chase it, I'll chase it,
And I won't get out until I reach it.

Waiting at a red light, the scent of hot dogs
Crowds of suits, nobody looks my way
A place you can't find on a smartphone map,
Rerouting over and over in my heart
A roadside band, a raspy saxophone
Even though I can't catch the English,
Only the sound of tears
Resonated straight in my chest for some reason.

Tossing away yesterday, full of excuses
Every time I tighten my seatbelt,
I don't care if it's a detour—
Even getting lost is part of the journey.

New York, the taxi speeds along
Skirting street corners, cutting through the wind
Times Square, a dazzling night
Neon scars that won't fade even when I close my eyes
Manhattan, through the gaps of the skyscrapers
A tiny dream, almost spilling over
Savoring it, savoring it,
I'll take it along, pain and all.

Trapped in traffic, time stands still
A single coin dropped on the dashboard
I pick it up and make a wish:
May I like the person I am tomorrow (oh)

New York, the taxi speeds along
Skirting street corners, cutting through the wind
Times Square, a dazzling night
Neon scars that won't fade even when I close my eyes
Manhattan, through the gaps of the skyscrapers
A tiny dream, almost spilling over
Holding it close, holding it close,
By the time I step out, I'm sure I'll be smiling.

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Lyrics by Ryusei Miyakodori Composed by Yoichi Takizawa (1989) Slamming brakes, blurring tail lights Worn-out shoes, cracked asphalt Hailing a cruising taxi with one hand A crumpled map of the future in my pocket Through the rearview mirror, a sleepy driver Asks, Where to? Without a real answer, I smiled and said, To Manhattan. A faded moon between the buildings Grasping a palm-sized piece of courage An unfamiliar face reflected in the window— I suppose that’s who I am now. New York, the taxi speeds along Skirting street corners, cutting through the wind Times Square, a dazzling night Neon scars that won't fade even when I close my eyes Manhattan, through the gaps of the skyscrapers A tiny dream, almost spilling over I'll chase it, I'll chase it, And I won't get out until I reach it. Waiting at a red light, the scent of hot dogs Crowds of suits, nobody looks my way A place you can't find on a smartphone map, Rerouting over and over in my heart A roadside band, a raspy saxophone Even though I can't catch the English, Only the sound of tears Resonated straight in my chest for some reason. Tossing away yesterday, full of excuses Every time I tighten my seatbelt, I don't care if it's a detour— Even getting lost is part of the journey. New York, the taxi speeds along Skirting street corners, cutting through the wind Times Square, a dazzling night Neon scars that won't fade even when I close my eyes Manhattan, through the gaps of the skyscrapers A tiny dream, almost spilling over Savoring it, savoring it, I'll take it along, pain and all. Trapped in traffic, time stands still A single coin dropped on the dashboard I pick it up and make a wish: May I like the person I am tomorrow (oh) New York, the taxi speeds along Skirting street corners, cutting through the wind Times Square, a dazzling night Neon scars that won't fade even when I close my eyes Manhattan, through the gaps of the skyscrapers A tiny dream, almost spilling over Holding it close, holding it close, By the time I step out, I'm sure I'll be smiling.

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